So summer's here again. and like children,. we run around these streets at night. to find. both solace and confusion.. . Too late to try. our conscience clear..
What color is the light of harmony underneath this darkened sky?. Burning bridges and broken hearts,. suffocation has never felt this good. Why do pasts leave heart shaped holes in our chests?.
Hey, hey I could run away.. Run away from everything I know.. I know I shouldn't feel this way.. Because really, I gotta get away from me.. . Is there any hope for a boy like me?.
i lay in my bed and think of all that was said and done. it's two in the morning my mood swings are boring to you now. you just drive away now we don't think i mean it when i say sorry.
I find myself so tangled up.. In all of our ideas.. We could run away, get a job.. In a small town on the beach.. . We can dream but I can't stay.. It's a small world..
We're standing in water. Suppressed by manmade embankment.. And you were just a channel. Heading westward from my arms,. From my choleric heart,. From my calm yet desperate hands,.
So we drove from the coast down the long country roads. Found a cabin to rest, local wine we request. And we spent most that day in my white 98. Singing loud, knowing we had a lot left to see.
The kettle's on, the sun has gone, another day. She offers me Tibetan tea on a flower tray. She's at the door, she wants to score. She really wants to say.
Alone with too much generosity. A theater mask of hostility attracts. Assaults occur infrequently. And those who come, to conquer need strength. . But damage accumulates.
Reflections stinging eyelids, subduing social vision. Threading hollow motives and silence is the sound. Throw this all away, remove these words past recognition.
She has a fear of heights, the way you feel when you're leaving on your first flight. She's like a sinking stone, fading from the surface, but we are.
Aren't we so good at holding on to the past? If we weren't speeding, I'm sure we wouldn't have crashed. Under the influence of our shallow lust; I know.
Pacing back and forth. In a space with barely enough room to think. I'm trying to get past myself. I don't know who I am. . In this room without a view.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Add it up,. You Gotta Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh-Add it up, Add it up,. You gotta add it up, You gotta add ittt up,. Sitting on the corner trying to add it up,.
It went wrong he made another of me. I can feel her there, he doesn't want me to see. How couldn't I know there was a stolen version of me screaming to myself?.
My heart is tired of feeling suffering. My mind keeps wondering who I should be. . Oh, oh, so alone. Oh, oh, so alone. . With no one here for me. I feel so dead.
wish I could have seeen. the expression on your face. you picked up the phone. you heard my voice faintly. hesitant at first,. then with courage. you allowed "I love you".
Slaughtered mess on my front porch. Dead neighbor screaming. A faceless child in the street. A funeral for every morning. . Awoken in a puddle of blood.