Nothing
Everytime.
What's never yours is never mine.
Maybe when you spin around
You'll witness islands through the lines.
Sometime take another look.
Maybe read a different book.
Maybe feel between goodbyes.
Not the distance.
Everyday is getting better and
Only getting worse.
Nothing close to dying when you're
Walking through what's home.
Nothing close to dying,
I say to you, my friend.
Maybe I'll catch up with you, again.
Send me the pictures with
Something never meant.
Yestrday's tomorrow,
Is it better how it went?
Supposed to know, but, never do.
Maybe off another beat.
Another knife,
I never meant for you.
