NAPATSORN TREESAP

You let yourself float to the shore you believe in
A radio on, a thought of you has kicked in 
Alessandro, you’re the song they’re playing
The muse I was once hold on is what’s been missing 
You were hung over the wall of my memories
The cornflower, the dreamer
The believer
When the next winter weeps around 
Will you share the tea or write the poem with me?
I’ll take a step to sit down and share the story
How you make the summer become the best of me
Even now you found a place to shelter in 
Laying on bed and breathe the air you fall in love with
I just sit in here, the salt air
And the past I don’t believe in
That just the way life is
I just have to go through it without you
The weather is changing, I hope you won’t forget this old fashion thing
I still carry on the eternity of your reminicing
Trying to sail my boat to the shore but it seems so far away
You moved on, I get it
I get all of the whole story
And the engine is dying 
Guess I have to sell something I cannot even sold
A soul and a torture to the ocean of your memories
23rd of January, a closure of you and me
Leaving the cornflower to a dream that cannot reach
How we end became the question in my head
Alessandro, you’re the one who shared the pain nobody can kick in 
A soul searcher, you’re the shelter I always feel safe with
A dreamer, you’re the one I felt lost with
A cornflower, you’re the kind I felt in love with
A closure, the kinda pain I can never deal with
Alessandro, you’re the muse in my head wherever I go

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