A Space Between
astimerunsoutthereissomuchtosay
beforeirunoutofbreath
andbeforeirunoutoftime
likehowmuchyoumeantome
howiwouldgiveeverythingforanothersecond
buthowtheclockticksfastertogether
likehowwhenimwithyou
thedarkestandsmallestpartsofmylife
becomeluminescentandilluminated
likehowaftermovingmyriadtimes
inyourarmsifinallyknow
whatitsliketobehome
isayiwantustobegolden
butyousayyouwanttostayblue
illbethesunandyoullbethesky
yougavemefourteenthousandthings
tobehappyabout
andstillyouretheonlyoneineed
andmaybeitsallafantasy
andsoonitwillallend
letsenjoyitwhilewecan
I’m sorry if this is hard to understand
But how can I express all I need to
Before we run out of time
and before we run out of
breath?
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