Edward Sexton - Hero And The Dying Fortune, or The Peril Of Narcissus

Lemonade stand, party till dawn
I find myself, put your clothes back on
I wonder what the time is
It's time to go home

Last bus out of the city
Stained glass view of yesterday
I find a pair of eyes
I find the way home

The long road we've never known
And the silence at the end
I say to the driver, don't you know
I miss my best friend

Rebel forces are dwindling
The imperial officer said to me
While outside the sidewalks melted
And I was stuck in bed

Waiting for the timetable to change
Three pm breakfast day
Then three am comes around and I don't
Wanna feel this way

Evening sunshine through the window
I can't feel the warmth but I just pretend
And I say to the sun, don't you know
I miss my best friend

You heard I went to say goodbye
But the past, he was already gone
I wonder whether I've already climbed the hill
I want to die upon

And the denominations of my days
The silence and calls that carry me through
With the harp hanging at the foot of bed
And the lyre in my throat
I could cry just thinking about you

All these broken cords
And the lines I struggle to comprehend
I say to the mirror don't you know
I miss my best friend

Written by:
Edward Sexton

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