A letter that is written but never sends

Sometimes
The people that are closest
don't seem close at all

feel like they're watching
waiting for me to fall
they don't understand
that sometimes I don't make the call

25 years
but it seems like a century
a story that never ends
a path that never bends
a fence that never mends

a letter that is written but never sends
is like a life that never begins and never ends

but all men must die
we'll pretend we're not scared

we quickly find our pair
while I'm listening to the snare

off the beat
while I off the beat
stomp my feet

you think I'm messing up
but I swear that is how it is
supposed to go

listening to the sound
listening to the flow

I play until I get lost
I play until I get lost in the music
I play until I get lost in the flow
I play until I get lost in the moment

until the guitar riff would make a sane man sick

I can't stop listening
I can't stop playing

it's late
in the song now

I doubt anybody made it up to here
Nobody is really listening to what I'm saying

What I'm spraying
as notes, and chords
dischords
chirping out of me

It's an enigma my enemy

you're mystery is a friend of me

you're barely somebody that I used to know

and I know love hurts

cliche after cliche
clash after clash
dash after dash
pass after a pass

it's a mess I must confess
but I digress
it's all just a test to figure out the best
separate from the rest

sometimes
the people that are closest
know you better than you
sometimes
the people you never meet
know you best