Lyrics

Fingers at the nape of your neck in a memory I hold you close as the tide closes in, just for you and me And as we bask in the light of the sky in solemnity I feel a pit in the back of my throat, an anxiety Oh, and it's the same sad thing that I've said before, I can't bear to say And you begin so sweet with your grace and rapport to encourage me And with a gentle touch in the dead of the night, I return to rust I fall asleep, my mind at peace But I've been plagued by the same dream Night after night, evеry evening Giving up your hand just to watch you go and walk away And evеry single time it's the same thing I wonder if it means you'll forget me I'm falling to my knees, conceding for another day