Purest Moment
MIDNITE OCTOBER
Those eyes make it feel like I know
What it means to be real
Cause existing means I've had chances
Means I've had chances
To let go what I own
Live see the unknown
Miss nothing when I'm gone
I'll never return again
It's concrete that we met in line
Not complete blessing in disguise
Life's a deceitful little ride
Perfect treat for my inner eye
Those
Eyes
Feel
Those
Eyes
Feel
There the past is done
Stare at the vast undone
Swear there's no way around it
No way around
What's to succumb
A place defined beyond our truth
Must face the soul to wonder through
Replace what's known and in with who
You were before and always knew
Swear
There's no way around
Way around
What's to succumb