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Living In a Hole


She said being lonely is better than what time drags along
It reminded me of a conversation from long ago 
It ended because nobody would admit they were wrong

 

All my dreams vanished because I can’t sleep long enough
A mind full of hope is like a sail full of promise
But the wind only laughs when the seas get rough

 

I thought about jumping 
But I started climbing instead
I thought about crying 
But that’s not what my heart said
My memories were in my pocket
Until they tore a hole in the thread

 

You said it to me but I wasn’t time for it to sink in
I didn’t listen but I hear it now
You hear a voice but an echo tells you how long it’s been

 

I thought about jumping 
But I started climbing instead
I thought about laughing 
But not because of what you said
My memories were in my heart
Until they tore a hole in my head

 

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