A crowded subway train trembles under the weight
Avoiding weary eyes of strangers that hesitate,
The sound of emptiness, how it fills the awkwardness,
And nurtures loneliness until we can arrive.
Chasing the laughter down the platform through the gate,
A storm came rolling in and lured her from my gaze.
The air electric while the threat looms overhead,
With colored canopies we braved the acid rain.
Swallowed our indifferences for the sake of being safe
Lips pressed against the hope of finding anyone
To make me feel the same as I did once before.
But all these byzantine hearts are waiting, waiting for the sky to fall.
Every little bit you.
Silhouettes and traffic lights sulk in abandoned streets
We wander down the path we have come to know so well.
The sound of voices whisper, gathering around our feet.
A round of thundering applause echoes through the night.
Apologetic souls coiled at the water's edge
And no one gives a damn about what you hope to do.
you're only remembered for the things you choose to do.
But all these byzantine hearts are waiting, waiting for the sky to fall.
Every little bit you.
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