Fletcher, James - Quiet

Hands wave midnight goodbye
The land of the alive holds tight
And I write myself this lullaby
Cause it seems I've got the time
It's no wonder why I'm so tired
Hope I can get there 'fore the sunlight
I'd rather stay awake and try to write
Least I'm not wasting my time
And I've got nothing more to say to me
There should be nothing on my mind
And I lie so very patiently
But it never seems to quiet
Imbibe and inscribe an out-of-love song
Go boldly down the path you trod before
But inside this isolation's got me growing
I'm just assuming from the pains
And I've got nothing more to say to me
There should be nothing on my mind
And I lie so very patiently
But it never seems to quiet
It never seems to quiet

Written by:
James Fletcher

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