Getaway

In dreams, I meet you in warm conversation. We both wake in lonely beds in different cities. And time, is taking its sweet time erasing you. And you’ve got your demons, and darling they all look like me!

Distance, timing, breakdown, fighting

Silence, this train runs off its tracks.

Kiss me, try to fix it, couldn’t you just try to listen?

Hang up, give up, for the life of us…

I can’t get back!

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