Clear my head with you just one more night of staring up at the stars
Wishing they could all fall down on you and me, the soil tastes so sweet
I’d be a liar if I said I’d let you down gently
But I’m on the reservoir floor with weights around my ankles
I think I’m finding comfort in letting go
Spending time alone with these thoughts
Who needs ghosts when the mind can haunt
It seems the only company I’ve had this week is the ground beneath my feet
The shaking of leaves, the wind between the trees
I’d be a liar if I said I’d let you down easily
But I’m on the reservoir floor with weights around my ankles
I think I’m finding comfort in letting go
All I could hear was the sound of The Sun swallowing me
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