All those hours he won’t get back
All these hours he won’t get back
A clock on the wall, a heart with a crack
He watches the hours and how they pass by
Did you steal the stars from the midnight sky?
Long Hello’s but quicker goodbyes,
He carries them all, in his tears and his sighs
He runs from the light, he jumps at the noise
Of all his mistakes, dressed up as boys
He lives for the night, sleeps through the day
Because that’s how the pain all goes away.
He dies in his dreams, but no one knows
What those dreams are, or where they go.
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