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Lost Cause

Every night, does this sequence play in your dreams?

This thread that connects us, do you tug at it?

Or, have you given up on these seemingly parallel paths?

Do you see it as a distant dream unyielding to your desperate cries?

Do you not carry a glint of hope in your eyes, that may be the days are numbered now?

Call me a fool and I'll smile with pride,

Maybe I'm delirious on my made-up highs,

But I see you lurking on my destiny's path,

The distance is growing ever smaller, darling.

What is this feeling, I don't know you but I do

Why am I blushing at the thought of you?

Why is your name never reaching my lips?

Why has fate kept us on these long, winding paths?

Do you think they circle 'round each other?

Or, maybe they have already intersected and I let you pass through my fingers,

locking you with my indifferent gaze?

Oh-oh-ooohhh

Is there a way I could share my hope with you?

Will a sign ever cross these borders?

Will you resume your quest with renewed vigor,

Or, will you resign to fate, head in your hands,

Thinking I'm a lost cause, a lost cause,

Lost.