[Lyric] 08.08.13 (Ian Miles)

Pen feels cold in my hand
Moonlight fills up the room
See I'm writing it down
Cause the words never come out right
I'll believe in you
And don't be sad that I'm gone
Just remember was
From the lake to the snow
And the arguments we let go
Darling you are not the cause
And you said where you're going to
Is not as bad as where you are
And you said this morning sun
Is enough to flood the dark
And mid spring [?]
Winter's death in march
One last stop before I leave
At that place under thе bridge
I watched the fish dancе it's waltz till the end of time
Must be nice to hardly think
I spent the last of my fortune
On a bus to the bay
And it's funny how much
All the things that I hated
Was reappeared at the end
And you said
Get some sleep my dear
Things are louder in the night
And you said please don't hurt yourself
Wounds look deeper when it's bright
And perfect thought
And just the perfect light
And you said
I've called a thousand times
Can you please pick up your phone
And you said
Please go home my dear
I love you