seagulls create signs, pointing one direction
Speaking like silence, faithful to their nature
No more twists or crooked turns, leaving room for doubt
Where time used to take pause for quiet introspection
Everywhere waves only hear the noise of what they become
See them coming again and again, eyes just want to linger
On those grayish ocean swells, wrapped in silver tinsel
time finally turns away, feeling it once again
back in a familiar place, outside looking in
all the tears couldn't fill the spaces
all the words grasped at, just fell away
waiting on forgiveness to fix the broken places
nothing even like it ever came any way
tonight walked around streets that came up before
took a turn and found this building coming up towards
heard the sound heart must make when memory's caving in
what a hungry place, outside day looking in
the hardest kind of need never knows any reason
such a lonely breed, just born in lonely seasons
it's all in the eyes, where the reckoning begins
where love lingers like a sigh, where we long to be pulled in
where we learn to say goodbye without saying anything
Standing on the borderline, outside looking in
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