If you knew the truth would you ac
If you heard the lies would you wa
If I spoke louder, with more asse
would you respect me with peaceful
Are you here for the orders,

Its Sunday..bloody Sunday, have
The words slip out of my mouth lik
When they know they are in the wr
Partially at fault, for letting it
I am partially at fault, partially

It’s an epiphany in the stars,
that answers questions I’ve had fo
I keep walking on mars, to forget
my lonely years, and those drunken
I wake up without a regret,

We never really consider
the time inbetween
The winter and the spring
The spring and the summer
The summer and the fall

It is eerie, it is quiet..
as I walk outside alone.
The sun beats down on my face,
and even with the crisp air–
it warms my insides.

She was smart, and had a keen memo
He was deep, and did not lack a se
He had humour, and charm.
She had organization, he had chaos
She had a strength in her speech,

There’s pain in the journey.
Nobody explains the pain,
in the arrival.
I'm try n’ remain
in constant departure,

More and more information fills my
I pull out the sift and I try to
all my thoughts my concerns,
outside I complain,
“Bring me to the days where

6 years ago 6 years ago 6 year ago
how would you ever know.
It honestly feels like time never
stuck in the past and it really sh
Honestly, you’ll never know.

What if you knew the truth,
that wasn’t the truth.
Fabricated version of the truth...
a romanticized version of the trut
An, outward knowing about the trut