Older Things -

Oh black heart you failed again

You let a light shine in to cure a dull weekend

Older things, i let you win

Seeing love as sin, a second-handed spin

Oh my love you’ve gained control

A panic ridden mind, a bullet-riddled soul

Heavy hands you broke the road

You couldn’t make it last between the highs and lows

And i’ll keep where the high beams

Won’t remind me of older things

Your eyes speak but they won’t scream

That history is not repeating

Only child you’re on your own

Your friends could not confess

What they could not condone

Oh these days it’s hard to know

A temporary spine from customary home