where does it end? and where did it begin? we're so lost in the moment. have we lost ourselves? and did we lose our way? and it's hard to look forward to what we know will never come. it's so hard to look forward to what we know will never come.
and we're still waiting. waiting for the day when the clock hands turn in time and the sun shines bright, my chest feels tight, but with every breath i take i fucking know that tomorrow will be so much brighter.
and we're still waiting for the words to make sense, and for everything else to fall in place. where does it end? and where did it begin?
we're so lost in the moment. have we lost ourselves? and did we lose our way? and it's hard to look forward to what we know will never come. it's so hard to look forward to what we know will never come. AND WE'RE STILL WAITING.
