New Age Traveler
Annie Hart
I can see it when you close your eyes
Watching yourself lost to the beat
Are you breathing when you feel those stares?
It's hard enough to hang out on repeat
You took it hard when I took too long to answer
Zero chances I'm still hanging in your heart
You move through a room
With your eyes on the door and drift in place
You thought you were someone
I know who you are: Grey on grey on grey
Awestruck, I loved you like that winter
Of weird miracles and past tense everything
Some drift apart, you cut me off slow motion
Fear of failure, hairline fractured symmetry
When something is stone you don't wait for it to soften
Though I'd often try to try anyway
You move through a room
With your eyes on the door and drift in place
You thought you were someone
I know who you are: Grey on grey on grey