Don’t you know, 
don’t you know 
you have taken part of me. 
And just what am I supposed to do? Shadow pray you leave me be.
Am I forever meant to walk these streets, never knowing if we’ll meet? 
I will carry on these bloody feet,
promises that don’t retreat. 

Come this day, 
you’ve had the time of your life, 
but how could you know this? 
How could you notice? 
Come this day you open your eyes 
when you know there’s so much more 
for us to find here 
are we 
always 
on the run? 

No one told 
no one told 
her that she’s a chosen one 
Her arrogance is captivating to 
no surprises all but you. 
Am I forever taking photographs? 
Feeding her while patiently,
She is spinning even larger webs 
pages of her magazine. 

Come this day, 
you’ve had the time of your life, 
but how could you know this? 
How could you notice? 
Come this day you open your eyes 
when you know there’s so much more 
for us to find here 
are we 
always 
on the run?

TychoMono