Some Lost Intention

It never felt like you were growing old

But now I want to sit you down and hear your stories

We were never ones to talk it out

But now it's nice when I hear your words as a melting river

I was on my way to calm my nerves

These contradictions sit like insults hanging in the cold air

The more and more we spend our time apart

The easier I get to know your love

All that I got left is some lost intention

Dozens of half-read novels

They steal our time, we give our bread

What've we got left for ourselves

I've been trying to analyze my pain

To know why it finds shelter in the people that I love the most

Maybe it's just where it feels the safest

Stumbling across the neighbour's yard

All that I got left is some lost intention

All this time lying in my bed

They steal our time, they steal our bread

What's left for us to share