Ever Nothing Afternoon

by Laura We woke up today and met the afternoon sunrise Horizons ahead buried underneath our abandoned disguises Lying through false teeth and loving with stolen hearts Marching on ahead without the warm grace of beautiful art It's a wonderful start to the afternoon in a sun that rises as we choose In these eyes of past abuse, we're the vices that we use It's a brand new day to give way to the ever-nothing afternoon We use our minds to fill the room; praying it won't be over soon Drifting away with this feeling that we could never describe You'll never see it just like we do; we are the last ones of a tribe The old souls; the listless, hopeless romantic souls The makers of forgotten ways to show lasting love the demons never stole