Don't turn around, they say
Marching in the hit parade
Oh, don't let it get away
Get away
You were blissful in the dive
Yea, while the world took five
You were counting the days
Oh, you're standing for something

Tangled up in the arms of the night
But I just

It's been at least another year And still I haven't got the chance to say Always rolling off the tongue Never said but nearly sung about a million ways Every photograph and story Trickled thr

It's been at least another year
And still I haven't got the chance to say
Always rolling off the tongue
Never said but nearly sung about a million ways

Every photograph and story
Trickled through the lengthy web of friends
I overthought but understood
Distant looks

Mind waves rolling through carry me far into the tide where all my thoughts are found. Colored haze slowly looms piercing through like sulfur fumes While I'm just contemplating sounds. Distan