Ending Time by The Lazarus Plot Lyrics
Moon drops at midnight and I know it's so much longer
This is the season of the broken laugh and wistful eyes wandering up and down silvery sidewalks
This is the time of the year that is never supposed to end
Like the time you remembered your name in the middle of a rain storm
And they're so fleeting, so helplessly fleeting
Fighting, and fingering, and floating straight out of my arms
This is the time when you turn away and walk down a shadowy sidewalk
As a reply to a question I forgot to ask
This is the ending time, thе ending time
The momеnt you reach the front of the line
It's these sudden strolls, these
Shallow pathways that lead us to
To the yesterday that
Gains some sense at last
It's the love on your lips
Fighting the wince on your face
It's these late night obvious
Goodbyes that make me so shy
Deliberate musings that burn my skin, it's all so lasting, so lasting
This room and this taste and the grass clinging to my clothes
This time it won't end, though it wants to, and it begs the aching trees
That we find ourselves in just one more lasting season of heartbreaking walks down swollen streets once more
Don't leave!
It's these shallow pathways
That lead us to yesterday
Once more and I won't tell a soul
It's a way to lonely leaves and the slamming of car doors
Of a memory escaping these fumbling fingertips
It's time to blow a kiss goodnight to lying side by side
Damp bodies smiling at stars in a field of broken glass and lip stains
It's at these sweet seconds I'm able to stoop down, catch my breath, and stare at you directly in the face
This is the season of the broken laugh and wistful eyes wandering up and down silvery sidewalks
This is the time of the year that is never supposed to end
Like the time you remembered your name in the middle of a rain storm
And they're so fleeting, so helplessly fleeting
Fighting, and fingering, and floating straight out of my arms
This is the time when you turn away and walk down a shadowy sidewalk
As a reply to a question I forgot to ask
This is the ending time, thе ending time
The momеnt you reach the front of the line
It's these sudden strolls, these
Shallow pathways that lead us to
To the yesterday that
Gains some sense at last
It's the love on your lips
Fighting the wince on your face
It's these late night obvious
Goodbyes that make me so shy
Deliberate musings that burn my skin, it's all so lasting, so lasting
This room and this taste and the grass clinging to my clothes
This time it won't end, though it wants to, and it begs the aching trees
That we find ourselves in just one more lasting season of heartbreaking walks down swollen streets once more
Don't leave!
It's these shallow pathways
That lead us to yesterday
Once more and I won't tell a soul
It's a way to lonely leaves and the slamming of car doors
Of a memory escaping these fumbling fingertips
It's time to blow a kiss goodnight to lying side by side
Damp bodies smiling at stars in a field of broken glass and lip stains
It's at these sweet seconds I'm able to stoop down, catch my breath, and stare at you directly in the face