John Thomas Taylor

Is This What You Mean

John Thomas Taylor


Is this what you mean by love
When you run away?
Is this what you mean by love
When you say my name?
Is this what you mean by real
When you let it die?
And what's left of us
Withers away

Don't gather your thoughts
Because we're all the same
Atonal wreckage
This once-perfect harmony dies

You say it's happening again
Can you feel it now, stealing our days
Piercing my thoughts with words of truth
With the same voice that I once knew as you