The Promise Is Tired

“The Promise Is Tired” Underneath this silver moon, I still remember what I swore, I said I'd never leave you lonely, I said I'd stay forevermore. But every night the silence grows, And every word feels hard to say, I’m holding on with tired hands, While time keeps pulling us away. I promised you the stars, I promised you the sky, But promises get heavy When you're too tired to fly. The promise is tired, But I’m still holding on, Even when the night gets colder, Even when the light is gone. If forever hurts this much, Then let forever rest tonight, I’ll keep my word beneath the moon, Even if I lose the fight. Your shadow moves beside mine, Like a memory afraid to fade, And every breath between us Feels like a debt I never paid. I wish that love was weightless, I wish I could begin again, But I made a promise long ago, And I still hear it in the rain. Maybe promises don't die, Maybe they just learn to sleep, Maybe tired hearts still love When there's nothing left to keep. So if tomorrow takes me far, And you can't hear my voice, Look up at that lonely moon— I kept my promise by choice. The promise is tired, And so am I tonight, But I’ll stay beneath your shadow, Till the darkness turns to light. I never said it would be easy, I only said that I would stay, And even if my heart is tired, I won’t take those words away. Under the moon… where our shadows meet… The promise is tired, but it still beats.