you tried hard to listen over the weekend but you didn t hear anything your blue eyes were piercing over the weekend you you could see into me you had me waiting i lie meditating and your image would enter me i will confess i m holding my breath and you tell me that i should breathe it s not a long way before you re out it s not a long road to roam about you took a ride but it s over now it s over now were you the master you had me run after you no one ever sent for me i m feeling weak and i m here receding your shadow is all i see
['art pop', 'chillwave']