A List

Ready for the morning
Smell of school day’s done
A little moment wasted on a time that’s gone
Not sure what to keep in my heart no more
I know what I’m afraid of
I know what’s wasting all my time
I know what I’m afraid of
But it won’t let me go
Well now that I’m here
And noticing every little thing
Turning the light into a fantasy land
Sweeping the works away in the spring
Thought all I needed was time, love
But now that’s all blowing away
A brutal list instead of a silver line
And no more of this «come what may»
This road impossibly long
With no lookout point around
And I know it’ll be dust and smoke
If I let it go
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