I Chase The Sun With My Eyes Down, Down Behind The Mountains And I Gaze Upon Clear Night Skies Behind

i chase the sun with my eyes down, down behind the mountains and i gaze upon clear night skies behind my fingers; the star we once promised to take care of shines between them. your voice is hoarse from talking too much, you are laying down with an arm under your head and i vaguely remember how talking with you felt like because dust has covered my memories after too many years. i'm still spending the best hours of my day thinking about you