Wasteland

The search is on
Beneath our blanket
For the teasures you left around
Hard decisions never end
When our resolve weakens
...and we disolve

There's still so much to say
But lump in your throat never really sank
If i could swallow the pride for you
Would you be enough to face it
Memories that we hold are mistaken


Youre sitting on your phone
You got my number
Lips pressed open against
The big unknown
I could tell you how you make me
But I know I'm not something you couldnt live without

Without your patience
Do you want this
The shame is tough
When you cannot see one door
Waiting for your call was a wasteland
Yeah you shouldve opened a door


Even God's favorite son was forsaken
Who are you to ask for less?
The fire in your heart was mistaken
Time buried it soft
As a blanket


Patience
Do you want this
Waiting for your call was a wasteland
Patience
Do you want this
Waiting for your call was a wasteland





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