For the Unnamed
Aug 2017
The Stars are Fire
Hello There, Lonely Nights
Two Sad Souls
October Weather
The Stars are Fire
The dark days are over,
I’ll finally get to see you again.
You were the shelter of my heart.
It’s such a beautiful sight,
the stars are fire.
I say to myself,
"Will it ever be the same?"
The warmth of your words,
The warmth of your words,
I know that I’m a coward,
Will you tell me I’m not?
Sick of this desire,
Sick of this desire,
I’ve been feeling empty,
Are you able to patch up the hole?
Walking in the streets to pass time.
Apparently, it’s not working at all.
You were the shelter of my heart.
Your soothing voice,
I miss it.
I say to myself,
"Will it ever sound the same?"
The warmth of your words,
The warmth of your words,
I know that I’m a coward,
Will you tell me I’m not?
Sick of this desire,
Sick of this desire,
I’ve been feeling empty,
Are you able to patch up the hole?
Save me from this loneliness.
The warmth of your words,
I want to feel the warmth of your words.
Hello There, Lonely Nights
Tell me one thing,
do you actually care?
Something doesn’t feel
Something doesn’t feel right.
Would you stay close to me,
and look me in the eye?
Would you hold my hand,
and tell me it’s fine?
The sky is getting dark,
but your eyes are still bright.
Something doesn’t feel
Something doesn’t feel right.
Hello there, lonely nights,
it’s been awhile.
Soon the sky is gonna cry,
cry with me.
Two Sad Souls
“Goodbye,” I say with a smile,
you wave as you walk your own path.
I stay as I watch you get farther,
and farther away from me.
And the tears,
they keep falling down.
We’ll see what we’ll be
and where this goes.
“I’m fine,” I say with a smile,
keeping my head up, and my spirits high.
I stay as I watch you get farther,
and farther away from me.
Somehow, I think
we’re just two sad souls,
wandering, forever lost.
And the tears,
they keep falling down.
We’ll see what we’ll be
and where this goes.
Oh, the tears,
they keep falling down.
So please, tell me
where you plan to go.
October Weather
It hurts so much.
This bitter life I’m living
has no happy ending.
It hurts so much.
This October weather
is slowly changing me and you.
Hold on, there’s something else
I want to say before you go.
Hold on, just tell me one more time,
“It’s alright, you’ll be fine.”
Am I alright? I don’t think I’ll be fine.