Ghost of Elysium Past

I’ve got a half-broken heart

She didn’t say no

But she didn’t let it play where it lay

I so desperately want that night back again

 

Arrhythmia and flat-line

Laughing for hours

In a dark room beneath these stars of ours

In a town time almost forgave and forgot

 

Ghost of Elysium past

The place I exist

Head spinning, walking backwards through the day

To placate my fingertips, outlined in gray

 

And on and on it all goes

Living for a hope

The future isn’t so far away, dear

The world’s not so big for the intrepid here

 

In a dark room far away

Where our hearts did play

Like children in a euphonious rain

All is still, lying in wait, lying in wait

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