And even though I've been up those creaky, dust filled steps time and time again
I always find something that feels new to me
Even the light that peaks through feels foreign
Walking down the stairs, I don't recognize the reflection in the mirror
Memories of you and I fade as the sun shines through
Breaking the bleeding color of the life that's left in it
I can't help but remember the good times
The time passes and we're holding on like broken wings
These things are waving like promises tied onto strings
I blink I see you I blink you're gone
Why don't we just start over?
I can't find the reasons why you're gone
Although I'm still waiting, walking up the staircase
I'll be here until you find me
Until then, I'll be dancing in the dust clouds of our memories.
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