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Maxwell
by The Assets
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Breath in deeper when you feel it
Reinvent the meaning when you finally see them
It's another hidden fiction
I keep seeking in these fleeting times, cause you know that now
People change, their faces rearrange and age
Yet essence still remains the same, in
Coffee cups where words influx of days gone astray
Control gone now
Move on, find how
Pain embraced in all the wrong things
Feelings start to cultivate until you're lacking
Too little much too late, can't relate
I've been feeling numb, no progress none, in all of my
Blotched epochs, poorly-stitched like
Weathered cloths, this chronicle of rags that I drag
Lacking definition of any sense of self I had felt
Control gone now
Move on, find how
Days of drifting in a
Daze where nights no longer
Make sense, sentiment
Sedates them, now that
All gone
I had a hunch when I caught you look back
I had a choice when I knew you were here
I still think back to your whispers in my ear
It's been an age since I talked to you dear
I had a hunch when I caught you look back
I had a choice when I knew you were here
You know and I
I just lost track and I lost you dear
Breath in deeper when you feel it
Reinvent the meaning when you finally see them
It's another hidden fiction
I keep seeking in these fleeting times, cause you know that now
People change, their faces rearrange and age
Yet essence still remains the same, in
Coffee cups where words influx of days gone astray
Control gone now
Move on, find how
Pain embraced in all the wrong things
Feelings start to cultivate until you're lacking
Too little much too late, can't relate
I've been feeling numb, no progress none, in all of my
Blotched epochs, poorly-stitched like
Weathered cloths, this chronicle of rags that I drag
Lacking definition of any sense of self I had felt
Control gone now
Move on, find how
Days of drifting in a
Daze where nights no longer
Make sense, sentiment
Sedates them, now that
All gone
I had a hunch when I caught you look back
I had a choice when I knew you were here
I still think back to your whispers in my ear
It's been an age since I talked to you dear
I had a hunch when I caught you look back
I had a choice when I knew you were here
You know and I
I just lost track and I lost you dear