A Good Run

Do you remember the days?
When our hearts were so tactile…
A broken record hardly plays
Today we are so fragile

The wind came blowing through
once a brick wall so sturdy and tall
back when the world was bright and new
now we stumble and we fall

It’s another storm cloud mascaraed
in a ghost town day parade
breathing doubt and pouring rain
In my cuts and searing pain

We’ve had a good run
But we’re over the fun
We’re barely crawling now
We don’t get how. We don’t get how.

We smile in a fog of ghosts
Seeing regret but speaking hope
A circus act we wanted most
Clumsy strides across a tight rope

We are not quitters here
but when the sun refuses to shine
and the sky refuses to clear
Perhaps it’s time baby. It’s time

We’ve had a good run
and the trials here are done
We’re hardly whispering now
We don’t get how. We don’t get how.

The nights we held each other oh so close
and laughed and said I think I love you most
The day we spent down in new orleans
A summer dress and your baggy blue jeans
We twirled around until the music slowed
I caught your eye and the moonlight glowed
We never guessed we’d see the end this soon
Two months later when the clock struck noon.

We’ve had a good run
but the love we had is done
We’re hardly speaking now
We don’t get how. We don’t get how.

 

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