“So much for distractions
On the silver lining mind
I was drinking wine and reminiscing fine
Until your image was too much
So what happened to the what-ifs in the meantime
You were beautiful in your own space
All the time doesn’t seem like such a waste
But I’ve grown tired in these crowded rooms
So what happened to the distractions
On the silver lining mind
When I’m drunk and overthinking you’re all I can find
Because of small interactions
And inner workings of the mind
Sparkling buildings and too fine dining
This isn’t the life I lead
So tell me why I seclude myself
In rooms full of people I call my friends
While I dream of you in your own space
And tell me why there’s glass cups on rooftops
When drunk people don’t know the difference
So tell me why I get so sad
Looking down the road
To find the lights in a line
Do you remember that time
When all we had were distractions
On the silver lining mind?”
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