This Is Where Time Goes to Die
This is where time goes to die
Keep me up all night a moments gone by
I haven’t slept but my skin is awake
His breath is a substance my body can’t help but take

Hung in the space in between
Touch expectation remembrance it brings me
To my knees
Be still my heart
These time zones and rivers hold our hands so far apart

Time wails and dies as they fly to the other side of mountain ranges muddy fields open skies
Suspended in a wormhole that spits me back and forth between those last sweet moments and the next time I touch down to you
This is where time goes to die

My roots gasp for air find your breath
Wrap around each exhalation
Sprouting now in new directions
I miss you more than I'm brave enough to say

September is dragging her feet
Chest counting the days with every heart beat
I tried hard not to look in your eyes
This is the place where time goes to die