𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲 ( 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 )

Angels Flight

i don't know what is this, but it looks as i'm returning to my storytelling roots with this one. lately, for the past six months, i just got so used to writing about any experiences i' been through. yeah, a lot ( probably all ) the songs you read are based on me and any pain, heartbreak, emotions etc. i used to have, but now it's all gone.

you' d think that i' d be glad of that. i mean i am i guess, but idrk how to make shit up for songs anymore. i'm going to have to though. i hate songwriters block :((

1ST VERSE:

memory lane wasn't my ideal type of place

after 2 years, i was searching to anew

and move faraway

i booked a ticket for angels flight

and that's when i meet you

deep inside,all the butterflies let loose

oh, how gracefully they poised and flew

and that's the moment i knew, 

you were the one, and will always be

you're the key to my loving <3

PRE-CHORUS:

"hey, angels flight sounds fun"

i said, "would you like to hang out sometime?"

and you replied "yes"

oh, what a mess we'll make

but it's okay, cause with you around

i don't feel the fear to run and hide no more

CHORUS:

there's no doubt, this is where i'm supposed to be

every saturday afternoon, 12 to 3

angels flight, you know i'm here

and i'm not going anywhere

2ND VERSE:

adjacent in audacious aims of arrows

blistered in blight, bold in bluff

covered in the creases

demised to delight

eccentric to erratic eases

flustered in furrows of forever

forever with you

there i go, buying another ticket

for angels flight, where are our dreams flourish

and fly alive

all the times i passed by downtown

i never would've thought i'd meet anyone

then you came along

and well, you know how the story goes

with you, nothing is ever too soon

PRE-CHORUS:

angels flight, our place, same time

i hear your voice, from the crashed down landline

safe and sound, it feels so right

angels flight, downtown, i'll see you around

CHORUS:

there's no doubt, this is where i'm supposed to be

every saturday afternoon, 12 to 3

angels flight, you know i'm here

and i'm not going anywhere

BRIDGE:

crossing lines we shouldn't

then again, we're just living in the moment

" i'd love to see you again ", i said

as you turned behind, with that aglow haze in your eyes

how they shine like moonlight, lashing in the radiant sky

" next week, same time, downtown " you told me

running through train tracks

replaying our past back

from the first, foreign "hello"

i knew you'd be the one to finally stay

and i'll never let go

i hope you know, i never will

no, i never will

( a/n: memory lane what. oh no, ofc not. totally not- )

PRE-CHORUS:

you're the only one to appeal

and i know that what we have is real

CHORUS:

there's no doubt, this is where i'm supposed to be

every saturday afternoon, 12 to 3

angels flight, you know i'm here

and i'm not going anywhere

 🏳️‍🌈  🏳️‍🌈  🏳️‍🌈

 i've never been to angels flight but the pictures look so cool. i think it's a train? idk tbh.

aNyWaYs, i hope you liked this one! :]

- clara <33