Leco — Platonic Ground

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If I loose him it’s nothing to cry for
But his name on my phone feels like home
Dig my nails into my hand for me not to take yours
‘Cause it’s holding someone else’s and I’m here, dreaming alone

Summertime, the air is filled with concrete
Burning flowers, my tongue slipped on some sweets
Cement feet on the first floor to stop running to you
‘Cause you’re like Achilles and I’m way too damn slow to be true

It’s so rare
It’s not fair
That you and I
Walk safe and sound
On this platonic ground

You didn’t have to linger on my skin
To prove your point and then I ceased to exist
Got the poet again when I wanted to be the King
Guess I’ll have to be the soldier if I really want to win

I tell my friends «it’s okay, now I’m good
The feeling’s down, I am no such a fool»
But I call your name so you can help finish my food
I can’t stop to think that maybe I met you too soon

It’s so rare
It’s not fair
That you and I
Walk safe and sound
On this platonic ground

Dreamy night, you’re singing over my cry (this might)
You can’t hear me, you’re busy kissing me right (be right)
On the lips where my words melt on yours (oh no)
Can’t say it, I’m scared she’d hear my «I love y—»