Standstill

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2008

There are people in other places

there are people doing things

There's a few more years

and a thousand faces

but I'm still sitting here

holding on to your shadow

as you walk out on me

and you don't pick up the phone

so I won't say I'm sorry

even if this time I'm wrong



There are a thousand other places

a thousand ways to start anew

but I'm still treading the same pavement

brushing shoulders with

someone that I'll never know

And there's music

and there's laughter

but it doesn't mean a thing

when you're looking out a window

or staring straight ahead



There are people in other places

and a thousand other faces

but none of them are you

your shoes are treading on my pavement

I'm rushing to a standstill

and I don't know what to do

Bumping into strangers- excuse me

just someone that you'll never know

as the colors blur in motion

and the world resumes its speed

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