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from Epilogues II by Driveways

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I check every night for the ghost in the backseat
It whispers me the questions I’d hoped you would ask me
Wishful thinking approaches a bad dream
When hope is left to the opiates that regulate my sleep
I saw two satellites in the sky go dark
You had a vice grip inside my heart
I couldn’t survive when you pried it apart
Your eyes look so far away
I knew when I lost my sense of gravity that I could never live
We’re falling down to earth in tragedy like 1986
Feels like I’m dead on arrival
Falling from heights I fear
I’m part of a cycle
I can’t explain at all
My head starts to spiral
Crawling from nightmare depths
Your voice is denial
And I can’t restrain myself at all
I looked up in wonder when Saturn would pass by
Saw the Phoenix lights disappear into black skies
At 2:34 you appeared to me that night
It was clear that I was delirious and weary of those eyes
They reside
Inside my head sometimes
Burdens I can't bear to shoulder
Epilogues I've yet to write
Never could compare to closure

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from Epilogues II, released October 13, 2023

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