Nights like this bring me back through all the years. Old memories are shrouded in song – some, nights I'd rather didn't happen. Most nights it felt like you and I were chasing the full moon's magic. We never got it. All we caught were tricks and fantasies, smoke and mirrors about to be blown away.
-Zero
I didn't mean to be gone so long
I could say life got in the way
as if the only road home was closed
but it just feels like an excuse.
I never let you slip my mind
but thoughts can only go so far:
there was fuel in the tank
I just had to drive back home.
I've got my foot in the door now
its hinges are rusted and stuck
but I'll keep pushing till it opens–
until I fall in love with you again.
-Zero
