Kahrin - Postcards

A quill and ink
Spilling everything that I'm thinking
Wondering can I talk you down, and work this out?
I mail it out
In the little blue box on the other side of town

We're on the brink
Of losing touch, losing us
Tears falling in the sink
I brush 'em off, paint a smile on
Try not to blink
Try not to overthink

Another postcard
Falling on your deaf ears
Falling on your deaf, your deaf heart
Another postcard
Falling on your deaf ears
Falling on your deaf, your deaf heart

It's been 3 weeks
Haven't heard a peep
Are you getting these?
I'm freaking out
I'm breaking down
On this mountain top
I'm tumbling down

Another postcard
Falling on your deaf ears
Falling on your deaf, your deaf heart
Another postcard
Falling on your deaf ears
Falling on your deaf, your deaf heart

But I still hold my breath
That some day you'll read them
And you'll remember what we had
I know they're not much but
They're all I've got so
Are they enough to bring you back?

But they're just postcards
Falling on your deaf ears
Falling on your deaf, your deaf heart
They're just postcards
Falling on your deaf ears
Falling on your deaf, your deaf heart
They're just postcards
Falling on your deaf ears
Falling on your deaf, your deaf heart

Written by:
Kahrin Spear

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