I thought I knew it all

I've been through the highs, said all my goodbyes

Learned to run before I learned to crawl

It's not worth fighting for if one of us is sure

And one of us is dying, trying to find loves cure

I have waited all my life to paint these cities red

Thoughts I've always had here are stuck inside my head

It's not worth waiting for if one of us wants more

And one of us is dying, trying to find love's door

When we learn how to fly, We forget to how walk

When we learn how to sing, We don't wanna hear each other talk

Here we are at the finish line

Here we are at the finish line

And you, you really thought you knew

Everything to do with holding onto me and holding on

This time is making me slip right through your hands

And now you don't understand

Trying to find love all yourself

When we learn how to fly,We forget to how walk

When we learn how to sing ,We don't wanna hear each other talk

When we know what we want, We forget what we need

When you find who you are, You forget about me

Here we are at the finish line

Here we are at the finish line

Here we are at the finish line

but it doesn't have to be...

working again

the last couple weeks have been crazy...so many songs have popped into my head...begging to be written down and chords attached...some are just chords in need of lyrical guidance...but the all come down to one thing...muse...you who inspire me...my light...you who i wish that at some point i wouldn't have to use words to convey myself...

but then there are songs...which are made up of words which would strip away the outer shield i hold to guard myself...and expose myself to whatever the fates hold for me...from subconscious thoughts, to pleas for more, to thoughts of you in all places...

it doesn't feel like work a lot of the time...i want to write this...i want to write me...so that you can see past the shield...to the one that just wants you...muse