Postmark Twain

Our escape

Postmark Twain


If this world 
Ever started making sense then 
We would never need a reason 
To put our trust in each and every single feeling. 
But until that day comes 
I have my mind set on believing 
That this could be the real thing 

You know that I'll be here, 
Because this is my fate 
To stand beside you dear 
As we both find our place 
In this world that we live, 
Built around hate, 
The foundation will give 
When we make our, 
Make our escape 

It feels as if 
We've been here once before, 
But not in this lifetime, 
We're expecting so much more. 
So until that day comes 
We will still be dreaming 
Of how this could be the real thing 

You know that I'll be here, 
Because this is my fate 
To stand beside you dear 
As we both find our place 
In this world that we live, 
Built around hate, 
The foundation will give 
When we make our, 
Make our escape