waiting in the attic patiently,
i watched as you packed up the car to leave
and step into your brightest potential.
and though i felt i had something to give,
it was lost in the echos of distance.
and it dawned on me,
the truly temporary nature of a flame that fails to shine,
that i was just another thing you left behind.
another of the remnants of your old life.
i think of the economy,
and i think about the debt
that's wearing holes into your shoes.
i understand. and if you chose to start all over,
then i know you'll start another rocking band.
and make it disappear like slight of hand.
and in my wildest dreams,
you might even write a song about me
and through that melody i should survive,
but i was just a flicker in the passing light,
and i was swallowed whole by the dark of night.
i was just another thing you left behind.
another of the remnants of your old life,
and even then a fading memory.
a passing shadow. that was me.
i was just a ghost in your old life.
but i had hoped to one day come alive.
and what else could a shadow hope for?
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I found Days N' Daze right at the end of a long term relationship falling apart into a toxic mess. This album really helped me get through it. Call in the Coroner in particular was on repeat many days. Thanks for the tunes y'all! Tribar