We've just opened our eyes,
And we wake up to crying hearts,
Smudged eyes and torn sheets,
Are we too old to be young?
Do we know how lost we would be?
If we were wiser than this,
With more to say,
Than feel and keep inside,
For nights to cry and when the time comes,
To die alone.
Look how far we've come,
Right here, last year,
We shared words, what today would be like,
Right here, last yeat,
We smashed bottles and rubbed our blood,
Together we sat and said,
"Together, forever"
And look at us now,
Grey and old, in 52 weeks,
We've grown 52 and we're so tired,
To ever dream again,
To ever need again,
Its too hard and too late,
We're too tired to dream again,
If we were wiser than this,
And wake up with dreams to remember,
Look towards the nights, not for tears or pain,
To dream again, before we die.
Just to dream.
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