Mirage by Kingo Halla

Every time through the broken paint
Took awhile to mask it over
The color you chose
Days would go by, heard a silent song
Saw your smile, your voice faded
It was just a mirage

And as a fallen tree
The outline that you leave
You said
You’ll come back
And when the space between
Vanishes, we’re home

You left it behind
I see it everyday
In the miles, that I try to walk
This keeps slowing me down
The longing I feel, nothing can replace
The words, that were spoken
They still hang in the air

With each rising degree
It gets harder to breathe
This time you’ll stay
The bricks are coming down
The sounds that always drown
Your choice, is yours
And as a fallen tree
The outline that you leave
You said
You’ll come back
And when the space between
Vanishes, we’re home

• Alt R&B
• Jazz
• Psychedelia
• R&B/Soul
• Soul
• Toronto