salt rain

here i am sitting at my work desk, going down the same road yet again, wondering why this feeling keeps coming back. this intense feeling of loneliness, of wanting something and not knowing what that something is....

there was a time in my life i knew exactly what i wanted and i knew how to get it as well. the issue those days was that i wasnt allowed to. now that i have all the freedom in the world, a good job, so called maturity, i dont know what it is that i want.

i used to take chances in my life and everything would go smooth, now even when i take a chance it gets totally screwed, are my intentions not right? am i trying too hard?

i feel helpless right now and thats causing anxiety, the only thing that would help would be a nice long drinking session, this time i do it alone...today there will be salt rain.....

Tell me a story
Where we all change
And we'd live our lives together
And not enstranged

I didn't lose my mind it was
Mine to give away
Couldn't stay to watch me cry
You didn't have the time
So I softly slip away...

No regrets they don't work
No regrets they only hurt
Sing me a love song
Drop me a line
Suppose it's just a point of view
But they tell me I'm doing fine

I don't want to hate but that's
All you've left me with
A bitter aftertaste and a fantasy of
How we all could live

No regrets they don't work
No regrets they only hurt
I know they're still talking
The demons in your head
If I could just stop hating you
I'd feel sorry for us instead

Remember the photographs (insane)
The ones where we all laugh (so lame)
We were having the time of our lives
Well thank you it was a real blast

Everything I wanted to be every
Time I walked away
Everytime you told me to leave
I just wanted to stay
Every time you looked at me and
Everytime you smiled
I felt so vacant you treat me like a child
I loved the way we used to laugh
I loved the way we used to smile
Often I sit down and think of you
For a while
Then it passes by me and I think of
Someone else instead
I guess the love we once had is
Officially dead