And though it was so long ago
you still have my devotion.
And though I'm here and you're wherever,
I'm lost in the moment.

Where you couldn't see you with me,
I see across oceans.
I can't seem to tell between
past and present emotion.

A function of this kind of love
to go mostly unspoken.
A whisper's worth a thousand words
when your heart is still broken.

Just because all I was
was some spotaneous notion
don't interrupt my train of thought,
I'm lost in the moment.

West Palm

Not a sky in the cloud,
not a word on the street.
Not a word from your mouth,
just a broken belief.

A bar by the ocean
seagulls on a pier.
For the glory of nature
it's a buck more a beer.

But it's the offseason,
we're the only ones here.

It's a wound that I open.
It's a hurt I maintain.
My heart is broken,
you say it's a sprain.