Something doesn’t sit right these days,
The heavy feeling of a lack of embrace.
I don’t know what’s to come for me yet,
But somehow I think I’ll finish last place.
The summer heat, the failing breeze,
The beat of fleeting desire.
I think I missed it more back then,
Standing in the embers of a fire.
Flushed cheeks and burning skin,
It’s easy to wind-up confused.
Glancing into the clear blue sky
Like a past love twice removed.
Fingers brushing, hearts racing,
I can’t relate anymore.
Summer days and winter nights,
My dreams want to settle the score.
‘Nothing meant for you will pass you by’,
The line adopted by the masses.
But everything’s meant for me, don’t you see?
The whole world spinning on its axis.
If your feet never touch the ground,
You really can’t miss a thing.
And whilst you’re out there living, doll,
You won’t be waiting for anything.
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