Album: Something To Write Home About

Long Goodnight

Every attempt to... is filled with holes.
It reads like a holograph I'm told.
I'm not bitter anyway.
Let it go. I never sleep still lest I forget.
Tied down by handicaps instead.
I'm not bitter anyway, but I didn't want it to turn out this way.
Sing along goodnight, forfeit any fight. Refuse to rest assured.
It comes with no reply. Hold on too tight.
I hang on every word.
If it all ended tonight, you know that I wouldn't mind.
It'd be back to the good old times before it won.