Time. Space. Repeat. - Ghost in the Attic

I'm tired and I'm bored
Nothing works in quite the way it did before
I'm a stranger
In my own home

A fragment of a dream
Filed in boxes like a distant memory
The future promised much
We used to imagine who we'd be

There's a warmth inside this room
An embracing glow that penetrates the gloom
I reach out
I touch your face

Sunset's burning red
I'm holding tight to the ends of this thread
Its over
The time has come

A fragment of a dream
Filed in boxes like a distant memory
And when the future promised much
We used to imagine who we'd be

The light begins to fade
Into words that I never guessed to say
And I only wish you knew
I miss you

Written by:
Angus Reid

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