Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind ?
We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.
Once in David’s Royal City, Stood a lowly cattle shed.
If I didn’t let go
then only God knows where I would be now
I made a bridge between us and I slowly burned it
Five years ago, in my backyard I sang love away.
Little did I know real love hadn’t quite yet found me.
It’s a problem
that our choices choose the wrong ones, that’s probably the reason we’re afraid to die alone. To a fault defending a simple course of action where distance and distraction from the nights we’d spend at home.
Your eyes seem to observe my room so neatly behind the frames that used to greet me from the bar around the block. Tonight they tell me that you never sleep to soundly, that you might have even missed me. More times than you could count.. as you quietly let yourself out. - Into It. Over It.
So tomorrow if you meet me, in my tangle of apology
Rest assured, I used to be someone. A brother’s brother and a mother’s son.
Someone you’d admire.
Nothing in my bones can say just where you’ve been.
I’ll start again.
My mind it wanders onto things that if I try I can’t explain
By the time you’re convinced, I know
It’s way too late for calling anyways I guess I’ll doze off
Killing time alone inside a stripped and nakedest home
Couldn’t catch my brain up with the sights and fear that I saw
Fell into the doorway hoping you had left the guitars
You’ve burned me once again
