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Cold Trail (ft. TyrellNotTyler)

from Post​-​Romantic Stress Disorder by Hanorah

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TyrellNotTyler is my favourite poet. We made this together in my room.



I'm afraid to ask if we're in love cuz I'm afraid to hear a no
Only time I hear "I love you" back to me is from the echoes of me
Saying it to you
Afraid to listen to your heart
Cuz I'm afraid of the part where you would say it isn't true
I saw the colours of your soul
Now your anatomy's grey
Lie and tell me it was real cuz really that would be great
I glance at pictures of us
And mixed in silhouettes of dreams that you're still here
And in the midst of it all the reality fades
We grace the oceans and beaches
Fill the desert with rain
And lost the traces of the footprints in the spots that we grazed
I guess a lot of it changed
We said "forever," killed the planet, dried the oceans of our love and watched the desert fill the land
The winds picked up, uh oh uh oh
Clouds swarming in
We fight the fight and hear the yells of loud storms again
Weakened the fortress and the storms allow forces in
And love dies and the label of us is born again

Who would have known that
Two could have grown so apart from the winds how they blew how they blow like
Birds of a feather we two different coats worlds apart we so far we like two different globes
I know I know i know now
How far for you I'd go i'd go I'd go now

And trust me I've been looking in the clouds of the sky
Every grain in the ground
Look for your love in all of your favorite places in town
I listen close for your heart
But it ain't making a sound
I seek the traces of our love, there ain't a trace to be found

Been following footprints and trails on a trace of your love
Memories, places connected to us
High I search low, from the sky to the floor girl I try search the globe
Can't find a trace of your love
Can't find a trace of your love
Can't find a trace of your love
Cold trail
Cold trail


Is it really over yet
Guess you can call me cold
Been using the same old colours
Outburst and plunder the land
We're tied up in a desert storm

And I wonder
Were we ever painters
Or were we just lost souls searching for home
Searching for home
I don't know I don't know
But it's not the same anymore
The same anymore
And what's broken if it's alive inside us
We'll never be old

Never be old
(Can't find a trace of your love)
Never never never be old

Can't find a trace of your love
Searching for home
Your love


from Post​-​Romantic Stress Disorder, released February 2, 2017


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