You gave me that look across the table. At dinnertime. Your toes caress my ankle. And I notice your breathing getting heavy. Your speech short of steady.
It's 3AM and you are on the floor again. Running out of steam but you say you're just trying to think. An emotional vampire caught redhanded. Sucking the blood from all your chances.
Late night, by chance encounter. A whisper and everyone's found out. She said, he said he saw it with his own two eyes. Time and place (he called a friend).
We were a stroke of luck. We were a late night vision. I was all that you longed for. You were all I was missing. This could be the change we're looking for.
All alone and doing better on my own. Until the telephone rings, plead your case with broken wings. You give yourself away to everyone and now there's nothing left for you.
Smooth silver, seven thirty. And I know that it's caving in. So I cross my fingers. Lonely homes escape their solitude. First we'll have a drink. And then we'll talk again.
He's just that boy from out of town. Only stops here twice a year. He says your pretty and he adores you. Reciting dialogue from classic romances (dialogue from the classics that he steals).
I met you where nobody knew my name,. And our spark quickly turned into a flame.. Winter nights are feeling hot like summer inside,. I can't get you off my mind..
Something's wrong. Something I, I, I can't put my finger on. Breathe in, breathe out. Until the feeling's gone. But the nights keep getting colder. And the days all feel the same.
Jet black fought back at the blink of an eye. Too young, too proud and never short on words. Another riddle without a solution. Waiting for his chance to start.
Let's take this all the way. (Oh oh oh, oh oh oh). Nothing can touch us now. (Oh oh oh, oh oh oh). . Lately I've been thinking about changing myself. Into everything I ever wanted to be.
I want my life to be more like a symphony. With chords encased, and scores of grace that rivals symmetry. I want my chance to behold the truth and watch it unfold.
Fell in love with a ghost, I'm ashamed. And torn apart at the seams under the weight. Of all the truth that a lie uncovers. And all the regret that comes from one mistake.
The cold wind is blowing and the streets are getting dark. I'm writing you this letter though I don't know where to start. The bells will be ringing Saint John Divine.
Hey, well you figured me out. And that's alright now we've got something to talk about. Month of September, fourth floor apartment. We were the leaves, careless, and falling.
Ooh, yeah. . Brothers, can't you see something's going on?. There's another happening in front of your face. . But you can't see it. It's hard to know who's your friend and who's your enemy, yeah.
The shadow that's lost carries a burden. It's cursed to roam. But there's a whispering in my mind. They're sayin' this road will lead you down. . Into your heart, into your soul.
Centered in stillness. Spirits move beyond the flesh. Tortured soul in a cage of flesh. Meant to be broken. . Centered in stillness. Spirits move beyond the flesh.