Another night. Another door unlocked.
I grab the wallets from the table; then I come to stop.
For what is lying in my way:
A body on the floor,
A floor full of mistakes.

I never thought of how it could end.
I never wished to say sorry,
but now I got a mess on my hands.
Should I clean it up or just give in? 

How fast I’d run for yesterday,
Where my crimes were just a petty way
For me to escape a life of pain,
but now I’m lying here —
In what I built but never feared.

Pacing in silence: every step I take...
Inspect the floor; check on the neighbours.
Would someone awake?

Oh, how I’d be so very quiet,
but then I realise —
Where would I go hide it?

I never thought of how it could end.
I never wished to say sorry,
but now I got a mess on my hands.
Should I clean it up or just give in? 
Might it go according to plan?
Might it make the bad better?
Do all good things really come to an end?

How fast I’d run for yesterday,
Where my crimes were just a petty way
For me to escape a life of pain,
but now I’m lying here —
In what I built but never feared.

How fast I’d run for yesterday,
Where my crimes were just a petty way
For me to escape a life of pain,
but now I’m lying here —
In what I built but never feared.

Run for Yesterday [Demo]

Every song is a love song:
Every note is a kiss;
Every drum is a heartbeat
For those who are missed.
Everyone’s got a melody,
For when they knew this was it,
So every song is a love song,
That goes like this.

John passed Georgia running late for his train,
And though he couldn’t then tell you her name,
Her smile was so simple now — he couldn’t complicate it.
George met Sally at the back of the bar,
And though he didn’t quite know who she was,
It felt like he’d known her now for his whole life.

And all the while in the back,
In the back,
Was the ringing of some track;
Blues, pop, jazz, or rock,
It didn’t matter when their heart stopped.

Cause every song is a love song:
Every note is a kiss;
Every drum is a heartbeat
For those who are missed.
Everyone’s got a melody,
For when they knew this was it,
So every song is a love song,
That goes like this.

Every song is a love song:
Every note is a kiss;
Every drum is a heartbeat
For those who are missed.
Everyone’s got a melody,
For when they knew this was it,
So every song is a love song,
Every song is a love song,
Every song is a love song,
Every song is a love song,
That goes on and on.

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