took the train to poughkeepsie, wanted to write you a song
never found a melody, all my angels were gone
winter losing, the snow melts with you
i'm tired of losing, couldn't hang on to you
running lapses in memories
trying to rid myself of memories of you
quiet held in the room, only whispers of night
killed all ghosts who loomed, trying to make it all right
no sleeping tonight, no dreaming of you
just me and the light of the moon so blue
running lapses in memories
trying to rid myself of memories of you
took the train back to brooklyn, flowers seem to bloom
maybe i had no melody, but now i could resume
waters dissolving, green in the wind
owls of the morning the preachers of my sins
credits
from EP I,
track released October 9, 2014
Song by Chris O'Neill
Lyrics written and performed by Coco Mao
Chris O'Neill on guitars, synth programming, drum loops
Ray Padovano on bass guitar
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