Ticket Stubs And Spent Love

Ticket Stubs And Spent Love - Sean Moore

Ticket stubs spent love in aerial planes

My we are flying low today

Clouds burst our thirst

No words even worse

The damage in our tongues

Helpful helpless

Return to regress

Retirees with dancing steps

All across the portrait of loss for love

We're neglectful of

Pardon for faults are propagating vaults to hide

What we fear has died

Tortured by a facade

Feed the fruitless mirage of no reply

Wakeless dreamless coma

This the profile of a

Silhouette forced to rest

Time is now to retire

Functioning has expired

Rows of faded shadows

Hiccups coughs signing off

No laughs just goodbye

We are trying not to try

Missteps none left

Forget how to rise

We've negated prosperous lives

We've negated prosperous lives