Postcards Testo

get to wonder in and under the rainmy head is heavy and more than steadily calls your name
damn the distance I have carried this on
it's your forgiveness when I'm perfectly wrong
feelings empty since I sent me away
borrowed all I have to keep it this way
I was thinking we could all go back some day
tomorrow is only just a plane ride away
more than many, one does wonder to stay
postcards and really close calls
when can I send anything
gave up memories all they lent me wasn't real
this conversation is desperation to feel
I was searching for an answer I could steal
as soon as I was gone for so long I'm coming back
for one more reason, could you even imagine that