For Dorian from The Middle by Closer to Closure

What day is it? Have i fallen asleep again?
And you're no longer with me, but can we at least pretend?
The twilight hour, will remind me of your face.
For in that setting moment, even the sky blushed at your grace

Is there any hope, for,
Us hopeless romantics id guess no.
But we'll look to the night, sky,
and pray that she's out there, that the future might,
make her mine.

They say the past, it won't get you very far.
So we'll take to the future, grab your dice and play the odds.
Deep down we know it's, not a test in catching clues.
If you are always searching, how will she ever find you?

Is there any hope, for,
Us hopeless romantics id guess no.
But we'll look to the night, sky,
and pray that she's out there, that the future might,
make her mine.

They say stop living in the past,
but the presents what we can't outlast.
we're told to take hold of our lives,
but we're not crossing these fine-lines.
We pray with every lot we cast,
our future's brighter than our past.
We're only risking everything,
so that's why we sing...

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