Lonely Battle - Pariso

You drive alone, you take that drive alone.

That kindness poured from your wounds, seaps like oil and drips on your shoes.

It’s acidic heat burns through your toes.

These are your woes.

The dark and distant coast

seen only through headlights.

You wont be there to call my name, I wish the sea would change the tides.

Because we both know we have no place, and the tears are pouring down my face.

I wish I could tell you.

The dark and distant coast seen only through headlights,

and you wont be there to call my name, I wish the sea would change the tides.

And those long drives and warm nights, they’ve kept my lips tight and my vision

right.

You romanticize the meaningless for those around you are truely the saddest.

I want to tell you all the I’ve seen and everything in between.