Escape

stuck in my head

I still see you there

now when you laugh

youth leaks through where time stood you still

pray one day that you’ll come back

waiting for the big escape

can’t hold the hand that they commemorate

waiting for the big escape

it’s cold and surreal

salt on my lips

petals rest with your skin

I hear your voice whisper through leaves

feel you in the breeze

look up to see you’re not there

waiting for the big escape

can’t hold the hand that they commemorate

waiting for the big escape

it’s cold and surreal

waiting for the big escape

can’t hold the hand that they commemorate

memorized the feel

it’s cold and surreal