Dreamville
6:34 PMDreamville Dreams scored by Chopin in the background and Weaving themselves into the corners of Every waking thought I sink my teeth ...
Dreamville
Dreams
scored by Chopin in the background and
Weaving themselves into the corners of
Every waking thought I sink my teeth into
Cloud 9 caught you when you
Fell from the sky into
My world that only sings for strangers
When a rose rests its eyes
Like Lauryn on a Sunday,
Or Nina after dark,
Inhale, exhale, and I’m feeling good
Grace notes sung
leagues beneath my feet
Yet I can feel them in my fingertips
Like crying tears in the rain
Or pointing fingers at a shadow
Diluted peoples call my name
My tired eyes know your stories
Like the back of my hand
Word-smithed to perfection
Intricacies in every strike of the pen
Where will you take me next?
These antiquated runs in the fabric of history,
Just complicate everything…
Painting time with moonlit sonatas,
Washing my tongue of all sense and sensibility
A familiarity
I’ve been here before
It’s like I’m running through someone else’s mind
And trying on these memories that don’t quite fit
Sifting through clouded waters to grip the answers that
slip through my fingers before I can say ‘yes’
Yesterday’s color sounds exactly like today’s
And tomorrow the same
I feel like I’m dreaming and I’m about to wake up
Can we stay a little longer?
