Postcard

I'll sketch out our old memories you'd rather quietly erase

And I'll fold origami

Of the smiles that once creased your face

Write each one a name knowing none will be the same

Then when hearts bleed out in paper cuts we'll say the paper's all to blame

Smiling through your teeth

Betrayed by windows to the soul

When you're in a room with people but still you feel alone

When you're watching me watching everyone as a fly on the wall

Both stubborn as mules and yet still

Pretending I don't miss you at all

We didn't know which line we crossed

(The lines I won't retrace)

You said that you felt the beat but

Didn't seem to be keeping pace

Please Dear Friend would you send me a little postcard note

Just to know you're happy with the last name that you wrote

Does he treat you well and does he show you that he cares?

Love it when you look a mess just to run his fingers through your hair

See that you're beautiful when you don't have makeup on

Despite being out of his range will he still sing your favourite song?

I can't say why you came to mind

Maybe it was just the rain

Deciding if I miss you occasionally drives me insane

Until I remember all the tomorrows that we'll know someday

And that you're just a postcard away

Now we draw new memories

(Though old ones won't be replaced)

And I will bend to make all the lovely creases on his face

Write him songs and sing them even when I can't keep a tune

And he'll know that smile of when I think of you.

Traveling Show

Between looking and being, there is a fine line

I know I look fine

Picture perfect smile practiced for the shot

You still think I'm everything that I think I'm not

Say "yeah I'm okay"

Smiles lie straight to your face

But if you haven't seen it crooked You've never seen it at all

Try to catch a breath when the smile falls

Pretend to fly when the curtain calls

Because you really don't want to know

What's behind the scenes in our traveling circus show

Darkness that comes when the lights die

Safe nets fail and the animals cry

The glitter fades with the masquerade

Your ignorance is what we're paid

Understand eachother when we understand our fear,

It's in the past but objects in the mirror are closer than they appear

In the traveling show

Catch a cold just to taste the snow

I'd open my mouth but then you would know

Smiles lie straight to your face
In our crooked traveling show

Make it look easy

Yes we've learned to be strong

But there's gotta be someone in the audience who has known all along

Of the

Darkness that comes when the lights die

Safe nets fail and the animals cry

The glitter fades with the masquerade

Your ignorance is what we're paid

But If you still like me without makeup on

Face paint saved for what we feel

I'll flash you a smile straight for real

And we'll understand what it means to move on.