falling in love with romantic thoughts..
steady on about the 'haves' and the 'have nots'.
have not, you ever, thought about
what i'm talking about?
mind racing, keeping pace with the clouds.
bottles almost on empty, and i'm resenting,
another lonely night falling asleep with you, you, and you on the brain.
must refrain, a small need for change..
but a little unwilling to find the range
i can't contain, the steady stream of wine and smoke that keep me sane.
bottles collecting on the floor, back for more,
on that same 'ol, same 'ol
greatest love story never told.
truth be told, it never grows old.
i should really sleep but this bed is big and cold.
and you're a ways away, and so are you, and you.
wouldn't it be nice if we could all wake up and tell the truth?