Whispers Thank You کے بول

Talk around your holiday You know the details will always escape But I tried to hang on every word For something steady to remember Stories to the scars only if I could recall where they were Don’t hate yourself makes sense If you’re not always fucking up even when you’re sitting still Calling home making sure I’ve not been a disappointment Pour out just another drink maybe forgetting tonight Means rationing what little's left of my memories I promise I am listening Talk around your holiday You know the details will always escape But I tried to hang on every word For something steady to remember Stories to the scars only if I could recall where they were I knew your eyes Now they’ve closed So with time I’ll forget that they were green I let you beckon in the person that I am In happiness I am incomplete Remembering the fact you laid your own traps Duality is that I’ve never broken any bones Talk around your holiday You know the details will always escape But I tried to hang on every word For something steady to remember Stories to the scars only if I could recall Only if I could recall where they were