hello, i hear you
through the old recorder i used to reach
but i’m not ready to speak your name
which lands me on my kneeshello, i’m listening
but i’m not ready
to fathom your words
and twine them within mei know it’s easy to love and let go
to hurt when you’re with me
but listen closely to the words in your mind
telling you to let go and let me be with meit’s no different than it was back when things were simple
and you weren’t sorry for letting go
and jumping ship to let the ship wreck me
but i hold no grudges, i’m just not ready
to let you bring me to my kneeshello, i hear you
i guess it’s simple to let you back in
and let you crumble at my knees
but i hold no anger, just please
unconditional love forever in my dreamsi’d say hello, but we both know where we’d be
so i’ll let you talk to the old recorder with ease
i’d say no worries, but i do for the sake of who we used to behello, i say to myself
i’m fine here, where we used to sleep
these gray blankets and subtle peace
i don’t want to leave you hanging
you know i love you, but i can’t stay here
when the house is black and the void is clear
you know i miss you, but i can’t stay here
when the mirrors speak pain and the hallways know each gamei know you tried and it’ll always be there
it wasn’t our time to love each other
but when we find it, you’ll find me
and we’ll be together, in time
when our love transcends into magic and the sensation finds us
words by dominic riccitello
