in the air

in the air

I want you
It was the voice I heard the most, but i didn’t care.
now the guitar strings are pulled tight and they’re not tuned

anymore

Nothing flows like they used to
melodies & taps don’t follow
it’s as if time quit and all that’s left is the echos
in the oceans, on the sand, in the air on the highway
your voice is there, if i want it to

don’t stop, anymore

“in the air” – c.n.w

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