The Same Mistake

Tell me how something looks so solid
But then passes through your fingers when
You put your hand upon it

Like the surface of the lake, which i I spoke to her upon
While I sat in a canoe, and faced the shore that
She was on

Like with the surface of the lake I made
the same mistake
With her pure and pretty face
For which Im reaching out

Tell me how lines like these become erased
Lines we cross so many times
And then the consequence we face

Like the boundaries I break, when I leave an open line
From the depths of that girls heart
To the deepest depths of mine

Like the boundaries Id break I made
the same mistake
Yeah shes calling out my name
And I and answer every time every time


Until I find out what it takes
Ill make the same mistake
With this experience the blame
Falls on me, falls on me, it falls on me

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• Jesse
• Crowley
• The
• Same
• Mistake