The trauma of take-offs and landings, I relapse
And in this room I become aware of how recklessly minutes can pass
Tonight I woke up staring, and it inflicts upon me whenever you're around
Permanence is the most beautiful gift
We are all living ghosts.
And in this room I become aware of how recklessly minutes can pass
Tonight I woke up staring, and it inflicts upon me whenever you're around
Permanence is the most beautiful gift
We are all living ghosts.