Lost It -

A shadow from the outside, a reminder of old times

Come lay your head and we’ll pretend to be

This home isn’t quite right at the mercy of moonlight

Stirring fiction as you speak

Unfiltered and disguised, your heaven is alright

But I taste corruption on your check

In the grin of sunlight I’m rewriting the plot lines

Washed in the meaning of your last words

Oh my dear, have I lost it?

Where the silhouette of you still stands

Offering an open hand

Oh my dear, have I lost it?

The shadow of you now fades

As the sun breaks another day

The brisk of night blends with the dark of your eyes

All my clever lines are pending review or demise

The brisk of night, sure to dissolve under light

I’m coming clean from the callus left on a memory

Oh my dear, have I lost it?

Where the silhouette of you still stands

Offering an open hand

Oh my dear, have I lost it?

The shadow of you now fades

As the sun breaks another day