we move on.when mornings are taken overwe move on. by RealityInDreams
by the ones that we trust the most
with nothing left behind,
I guess the one to blame
for answers in our pockets
we lived loud
with nothing left to say,
the only one I blame
the mornings in our pockets
taken from those we loved the most
we're slow but we move on
we're cool but we still want...
as for answers, were they answers?
were they wrong? were they far from strong?
with nothing left to say
I guess that we...
I guess that means that we
should separate ways.