Darcy
Brighterside
I finished you and placed you in a frameSigned you with my unpoetic nameAnd if the real you starts bleeding through as we whisper our goodbyesI'll blot your face to dry your painted eyesI walked down to the brighter side of townBut you're the only optimist I foundOn a bar stool, your glass half fullAnd half gone to your headWhile on your sleeves your heart glows neon redAnd you're just three blocks beyond the worldWhere the sober ones lie sleepingBut here you're sweet sixteen againDesperate to be kissedAnd every night you'll get your wishSo maybe love is real, but not the kind we think we know we feelIt's you go the way you go, and I'll be waiting hereSo go your way, and I'll be waiting hereWhere the ceiling hovers on its own as the walls cave in around meAnd in the ringing silence of the phone I miss the way you laughAnd fall asleep in photographs
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