Text: Burns Out Bright. Distance And Darkness. Twenty-Two.

Twenty-two times around the sun i've been
and i linger
around the moon
twenty four hours
and i'll be right back
where i started
and there's nothing else
the forget-me-nots you leave behind
are killing me
i promise not to stay here
i promise that i'll try
although i always seem to miss
the target is in my sights