No thoughts of you came through
As i slid down the stairs
Before unpacked.
In the shadows of mystery
I saw you but you didn't see me.
Swear my heart ran off the tracks
Pulled threads and ducked covers
merely missed the shots of glances
Watched your company by the door
Even at the distance i tore
Four doors to one embrace
Never will it be, your count but mine.
First flight you took from open doors
Must had been my ghosts you've seen
Thought the wheels you took
But the rail you went instead
Hence up i go only to start where i begin.
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