Just one word, like lace upon a garment,
I believe that all you said is just another
Essential love, asking for a shove
Turning into night rides without any black lights.
It dries till we are drowned.
It seems to come naturally,
Courage fails reality, unless it grows...
Like lace upon a garment,
I believe that all you said is just another
Essential love, asking for a shove
Turning into night rides without any black lights.
Like turning a desert into a lifeless POND
That dries me, that fuels me.
NO LOVE NO LOVE, no sense of being.
And acting like adults,
No matter, how old we are just doesn't come
As easy as it seems.
Not aiming high enough,
not aiming high enough, not aiming high enough,
We are not enough.