end of a life – Mori Calliope

We’d run
Right through
Those nights
I’ll never find my way back to you, inside this labyrinth of lights
There was madness
In the meaning
Never laughless
We were screaming at the top of our lungs to the numbness
This city never died

I’ll fly
No proof
Those heights
I’ll never find another chance to say
“hey thanks for saving my life”
I was hopeless
It was stinging
Running roadless
We were singing at the top of our lungs to the numbness
This city never died

What was the root of it all？
I couldn’t say.
Used to jump and then fall
Rugged and cliched
Would shrug it off without complaint, not a sound
No use in trying to find friends, cuz in the end nobody sticks around
Its when you shoved yourself into a crowded place
That you turned around and found yourself in love in outer space
Cue the reckless nights, no strings,
Laughing at our own dreams
Just what the hell was so funny？
Bark up the wrong tree, stumble, used to falling great heights
Amidst a concrete jungle, singing cuz it felt right
We mixed the ennui and troubles rhyming our discontent
And though it’s history, I can’t forget the time that we spent
Convinced that this could mean another end
Exists between real and pretend
A twisted alter-fiction where I missed my chance, did not ascend and
Disappearing into the mist of “never happened”
Is the me that I can never befriend.
I let it go…

Fade in, fade out
This crazy dream
Without a direction, floating aimlessly
There’s nothing left back there for me
Breathe in, but it won’t stop the rain from pouring

We’d run
Right through
Those nights
I’ll never find my way back to you inside this labyrinth of lights
There was madness
In the meaning
Never laughless
We were screaming at the top of our lungs to the numbness
This city never died
But was there ever a soul inside？

Chasing fireflies
Between the soaring high-rises
Left a trail behind
defined it “wasted time of our lives”
Silent singer, overworked and underpaid
Thinks an office is a coffin until off is where you’re laid
Yet a thought persists, an optimist who ought to be afraid
Saw the “nothing wrong” in writing songs behind the lonely shade
Is the world a sadder place without the words that you conveyed？
When the ladder fell and shattered every bar that we had played
Does it matter in the end the sound diminished and decayed
And your friends grew tired of fantasy？
You’re wishing they had stayed？
You don’t get to say “I miss you”
You watched your heroes fade
Into the rear view-mirror of the villain you portrayed
Stop the pity party, listen, you don’t get to be dismayed
You don’t get to be emotional, feel blessed you got it made
These the best of years of life because you chose to make a trade
Recollect the days you hoped and you prayed for this
What is there to miss？

Fade in, fade out
This hazy dream
Without a direction, roaming aimlessly
There’s nothing left back there for me
Pretend it’s the end of a made up story

I’ll fly
No proof
Those heights
I’ll never find another chance to say
“hey thanks for saving my life”
I was hopeless
It was stinging
Driving roadless
We were singing at the top of our lungs to the numbness
This city never died
I’ll say goodbye to the soul inside

And yet somehow,

There was romance

In our self-hate

“We’ve got no chance”

In this light maze

But let’s hold hands

Through the night haze

We’ll run so fast

‘Til the school chime

‘Til the train runs

We know it’s time

We’re the sane ones

Waking up now

To the real life

Lemme daydream

‘Til the next night

I’ll keep waiting

I’ll keep waiting for you

Waking up now

To my real life

Lemme daydream

‘Til the next flight

Drowning so long

I got older

Now the crowd’s gone

Is it over？