Eleven from Personal Effects by Chaoskeeper

if i walked to your home asleep
would you wake me up carefully
would you care to hear me out
would you call me friend

if i walked half the world
for just a smoke and a little chat
would you smile at my sorries
would you tell me it's fine

would it be okay
if i called you from the airport
telling you how much down i'd been
would it be alright
if i told you — yeah we have to go now
like the world's gonna crumble though it's not
but i am

let me take all your sorrows and share mine
mix all our ghosts and all our scars unhealed
let me spend this night talking till my throat's sore
counting stars, never counting the hours spent
rainy mornings will follow and i will stay
breathing easy but ready to get going again
restless is what i am but let me stay still for a while
counting stars, never counting the hours spent

i am followed by clouds that get darker day by day
i am sorry if this baggage is unwanted and odd-sized
if i sleepwalked to your door would you open it and say
don't be sorry, you're home, it's all right

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