you should be here
it wasn’t supposed to be like this
the warmth of your core, melted me.
So far apart the burn marks have faded
i am here you are there we’re so isolated
when did everything turn and become so jaded.
i don’t know
just a little while ago we sang a different tune
did it on our own needed no help no auto-tune
and i hold our mark
still on my wrist- i see you everyday
maybe i enjoy the whips across my back.
waitin’ for the torch to come back
it’s been winter for far to long
Saint's Muse 