I wrote this during the drive back up to Medford while listening to Metric.
Dreams are made to die broken
Like hearts exist to lie stolen
Your face, your visage
I’d idealized
Far more than I realized
Now it’s time to step away
Oh the magic we could have made
It’s time to step away
Dreams distort with decay
Like hearts contort and stray
Your love, your smile
As a friend
I couldn’t stand it as a friend
Now it’s time to fade away
Oh, the sins society forbade
It’s time to fade away
Dreams compromised by reality
These hearts bleed for finality
These hearts never exist alone
And the dream ends encased in stone
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