Josh Woodward A Thousand Skins (part 1)
Your fingers tapping on the table My feet are bouncing on the floor I haven't slept for 40 hours, and I will wait for 40 more Until the last shot of the war
They say the waiting is the worst part I only hope that that's the case But I won't let a single instant or a moment or go to waste To watch a memory erased
Hold on Hold on Cuz I don't have the time to wait No, I don't want to be too late
Your face is burned into my memory I've traced the lines so carefully I've memorized the hills and valleys And the freckles on your cheek The way you smile in your sleep
You told me nothing lasts forever But won't let you fade away As time begins its slow destruction, the inescapable decay The colors bleaching into gray
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