Straight North

Few views Like the textures fading, running away from you Like clarity from the bedside of my room And I want you Or your likeness from a view No longer subject to Days that drag like grinding brakes A desert void of tricks to play Lusting over all the things I'd change Desperately entangled in Mirage of what this could've been A testament to all this weight I shed This weight I shed This weight I shed Few views Like the window garden spеctating your room Like patron saints were sеnt to start anew With a solvent for our truths Best wishes through and through Ignore the signs directing eyes to Words like a gun that we keep in the hold Promises meant to confuse and to stall Buy some time so I can let you go Words like a gun that we keep in the hold Promises meant to confuse and to stall Please buy some time so I can let you go Let go Days that drag like grinding brakes A desert void of tricks to play Lusting over all the things I'd change Desperately entangled in Mirage of what this could've been A testament to all this weight I shed This weight I shed This weight I shed No more