oh it starts so quickly at midnight,
when your brother saw you kiss me twice
we ran for miles, heartbeats keeping time
sloppy and bleary on white peach moonshine
when cloud cover came, we lost every sense
you scraped your knee on the old wire fence
i tore my sleeve to a neat lil strip
kissed it better with your blood on my lips
chorus
and in the glorious aftermath,
when all is said and dead and done
i think you could have been my love
my long lost, fast, first only one
sit in the silence, when i’m alone
oh that almost echoes back to find a home
pushing back, the echo of an echo
when i’m alone
things fell apart by mid-march or may
couldn’t catch you sober or during the day
the light that we felt was flickering fast
and i wished on stars, “please let it last”
there’s clouds overhead, black coffee flavored
but i smell the sea through every endeavor
he’s awful and snide, he won’t ever care
but when i blacked out, he was still there
chorus
and in the glorious aftermath,
when all is said and dead and done
i think you could have been my love
my long lost, fast, first only one
sit in the silence, when i’m alone
oh that almost echoes back to find a home
pushing back, the echo of an echo
when i’m alone
and we’re so different, you always sang
different as seasons with each different change
but i’m sick of bullshit, all these long, sad clichés
i just wanted love and you’re so scared of pain
cut out the bullshit, girl, we’re both scared of pain
we ache hard for love but, god, all that pain
our parents, sad phantoms who made us this way
we’re echoed dysfunction, calling into the rain
goddamn you, goddamn you, through everything
i think we’re the same…
yes, yes the tender stretches of skin
the gravel in you when i said ”let me in”
the depth and the sadness, buried below
the way i leapt out when you said, “don’t let me go”
please, don’t let me go
and i hear it echo
and in the glorious aftermath,
when all is said and dead and done
i think you could have been my love
my long lost, fast, first only one
sit in the silence, when i’m alone
oh that almost echoes back to find a home
pushing back, the echo of an echo
when i’m alone
lynxpoint is an emerging music project that consists of ray, a classically trained singer and self taught musician, and miles, a piece of dirt who can download free editing and art programs from the internet.
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