whispered with deep brown eyes
i love you, but i’m not here anymore
a symphony of cries intertwined with a new disguise
always so wise, always rolled snake eyes
standing afar, i realize once and for all
i was hovering a bomb and i asked for it all
demise was a surprise, demise brought highs
i brought lows, i wish you could know
high as a kite, such a sad sight
pulling the break, running the red
gonna end up dead, but before you shed — i’ve already been dead
this was only a queue
life was swell, i gave it hell
sat in my mind, thought one day i might
cried here and there, wrote a hundred journals
lived in a lonely autumn with letters upon letters
i was fallen and everyone was foreign
holding the walls of my coffin, but i promise i never rotted
now all i ever wanted — with the wind
in austin, just look for the cotton
i still think of you ever so often
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