Lost You Pt. II


Forgetting every sin you’ve spent,

everything that I’ve got left

falls into a grave at my feet.

A little bit of common sense

goes a long way, I must admit,

everything’s true about me, but defeat.

Climb that old tree,

see how close to the sky

we can get.

I would die defending you

with every little thing

that I’ve got left.

Shatter my expectations,

post all my motivations,

this is the last incarnation

of either of us;

after this we’re dust.

Our currency

will have to be




we’ve lost.



HG – 2021

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