Soul Run Cold
I've loved you but you're leaving
why do you have to go away
I'd like to get rid of that feeling
but you're still on my mind
Where've gone the days of leasure,
when we used to run and hide?
Wisdom of these days wasn't any different
from the pleasures we could feel now
Wish I wasn't merely dreaming
making up something I'd want to avoid
But as I feel this hurt in me bleeding
I could sense you're still on my mind
Where've gone the tears of pleasure,
that were meant to carve our lives?
With each breath I could sense the vibes
of my very Soul Run Cold
Where've gone the days of leasure,
when we used to run and hide?
Wisdom of these days was so different
from the waste that became our lives
making up something I'd want to avoid
But as I feel this hurt in me bleeding
I could sense you're still on my mind
Where've gone the tears of pleasure,
that were meant to carve our lives?
With each breath I could sense the vibes
of my very Soul Run Cold
Where've gone the days of leasure,
when we used to run and hide?
Wisdom of these days was so different
from the waste that became our lives
January 4 2015
© 2015 Matt Oehler
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