No Sweet Things

Everyone is thinking about tomorrow,
Everyone is talking of yesterday.
No one wants to live in this moment
No one dares breath too deep today

And I never really loved you,
Like I knew I should,
And you never really loved me,
Like I knew you could

There’s no sweet things
From bitter dreams,
No soft fall from
The truth
And it’s too late
To say how much I need you,
You’ve already gone to sleep.

Memories of half lived liars,
Postcards and inevitabilities,
And bones of angels and dreamers,
And you’re all that’s left of me.

And what will it take to end this dying,
And what will it take to set this free,
You’re the only chance to find one right thing,
That still alive inside of me.

Where is the way to
Start again,
Where is there peace enough to breathe,
Where is the way to
touch again,
and awaken from this sleep.