Psyche Vision

In My Time Capsule

  In My Time Capsule:

I always wondered what it
would be like to love another
the soul that I would let into my heart.
And I'll pray every night on my knees
that she or he won't shatter me into pieces
just wanted to experience true happiness that
blooms when in love.

Hate that I letcha.
Make me paint.
Painted a picture.
Of what really wasn't happening.
Of what really wasn't there.
You got the best of me.
When I gave you my everything.
But you weren't really what I drew.
The drawings changed.

You're placed in my time capsule,
also my journal your name in red pen, with reminisce of the fun we had the bad that made us perfectly imperfect, dream of me too? I still do, think about you understandable. I'll give you it all my heart that is what I once said.

If two mature trees can create enough oxygen for a family of four. Then why can't I even find a lover to my soul that is legit all about us in this world that's only ours also we won't ever be blinded by the sun when minutes turn into seconds when with you. Now that's a true keeper to have by my side.

Fear the most is being happy, I always kept my guard up to my protective dome so that my heart won't be crushed. Can't keep putting up my fake smile, acting like everything's alright.

How am I supposed to find a new person, don't want to move on too quick act suddenly happy I'm scared that I'll fall deeply in love then when every sunset ends that's when we leave and walk away from part separate ways.

You're placed in my time capsule,
also my journal your name in red pen, with reminisce of the fun we had the bad that made us perfectly imperfect, dream of me too? I still do, think about you understandable. I'll give you it all my heart that is what I once said.

Don't want a new lost cause not to feel young and free anymore. Explore the feeling of my heart to ache again when I know after when we collided the hurt will be there to take me back in my dreams where you'll visit me. Can't let anyone in my head.

Hate that I let cha in.
U in my dreams that's why I
sleep all the time. Make me paint
Painted a picture of what really
wasn't happening of what really
wasn't there you got the best of me.
When I gave you my everything.
But you weren't really what I
drew. The drawings changed, the
the picture changed it was ruined.

Just like your personality.
I no longer could handle it.
I bend and broke the rubber
band. And when it finally snapped.
I walked away with no sight.
It was dark didn't know what
was next in store for me.

Hate that I letcha.
Make me paint.
Painted a picture.
Of what really wasn't happening.
Of what really wasn't there.
You got the best of me.
When I gave you my everything.
But you weren't really what I drew.
The drawings changed.

You're placed in my time capsule,
also my journal your name in red pen, with reminisce of the fun we had the bad that made us perfectly imperfect, dream of me too? I still do, think about you understandable. I'll give you it all my heart that is what I once said.

Now I'm saying hope you prosper
well. You'll be placed in my time capsule.
Then finally as I write this... farewell.

    

Written/Lyrics By: Branden Rodriguez