June

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The broken pavement,

it reminds me,

of the raindrops it's collected.

And reminds me of,

all the people,

who have walked on me.

Though I am a man,

I am still afraid of,

lightning and the roar of thunder.

I still pull the covers,

over my head,

and pretend I'm somewhere else.

And around you,

I am the same.

I can't bear to see you cry like that.

So I take a hint,

and walk out that,

cracked sliding door.

The very same door,

that I left open.

And you never seemed to notice.

And even now,

beneath the covers,

I am still afraid.

We can't go on.

We have out grown one another.

We can't move on.

We still own one another.

[solo]

So late at night when,

the moon is full and,

even the darkness is as bright as my eyes,

We pretend to let go,

of one another,

and pretend to carry on.

So we sleep,

next to a mirror.

The mirror is misshapen and cold.

The reflections that we,

receive are,

twisted and broke.

But in a mirror,

our reflections,

still don't look quite right together.

I can't say that,

I'm surprised.

No not at all.

We can't go on.

We have out grown one another.

We can't move on.

We still own one another.

[solo]

So I waited,

until June,

to let you know that I've seen the truth.

My commitments that,

I made to you,

are promises I can't keep.

But in the long run,

we had a good one.

Had a lot of fun together.

Even devils in love,

have their moments.

Even angels break down.