Messages

Your sight, your sound on a vhs
Coulda let you rest, but I need it tonight
Can't let you die quite yet
Press rewind, try to turn time back
I know that I'm getting older
Wasting the time till it's over
I feel the winters get colder
I put the world on my shoulder
Outta the mixWanted intelligence, wanted the wit
Wanted your love because it never slipped
You had a grip on the ones you were with
And my love became an abandonment
My head is no safe establishment
I try to be you, but I'm counterfeit
Keep fallin back in and back out of it
From the other side, did your messages send?
Did I leave you on read at times?
I can't help but try to find the messages in
Almost any damn thing in lifeWe find that we speak on different sides
But our words will always rise above the
Fallen
Think I thought that your dreams
Were the thread through my seams
But I still kept
Calling
No I can't speak directly to you
Takes time to find the words to use
But I still try
Phoning
No I can’t speak directly to you
Takes time to find the moment to choose
But I still try
PhoningNo signals
Sent to me
Where am I to go
From hereWe find that we speak on different sides
But our words will always rise above the
FallenFrom the other side, did your messages send?
Did I leave you on read at times?
I can't help but try to find the messages in
Almost any damn thing in lifeI find messages in a bottle
I find messages in a bottle