[Verse 1: OWS]. I won't mess you around again. I swear I'm not lying. You've not seen everything I am. That's not what I'm like. I've been a little bit proud, a little bit selfish.
I know this song. It says "don't wait". My feet stay here. My mind floats away. You hurt my arms. I let you down. but your eyes. your eyes. your eyes.
Today the sun is cold,. And the wind calls my name. Can feel it in the air. Makes my body shiver. I cry cause I can't be. A big white based and free. Diving from the sky, you took me by surprise.
Profound silence. On the sea. I wish I could find the same. Harmony. . Between waves I would disappear. Nothing here can comfort me. You are my sadness.
No more vision. No more true enemies. No more seasons. No more Stairs in the sky. My light is gone. No more reasons. No more angels in hell. No more questions.
We walk, sinking into the sand. Inside of me,I hear a voice here without sound. Tonight, I'm running out of words to re-write. I keep in me a sad song, see I can't go back.
Here in my mind. I let some colors wash on me. I don't see your smile. please let me get close to you. close to you. Warm in your "arms". at least I can close my eyes.
We rise, we fall, we weep. But when love's walking down my street. I know that sound. . I just forget my war. And whisper to you through the door. Keep me, that's all.
Disorder. So tired. steep in the dark. you've shown me the way. and I came. your words are. whispers- in the night. you lead me away. and I came. you put my broken bones.
I know you trust in eternal gods. but your dreams confess you're. Flesh and blood. You're flesh and blood. you feel so safe when stars shine on you. reverse the the light to whom are you true.
The difficulties of my story:. Despite discomforts, despite myself, I. I reaffirm my endless devotion. To the belief that we're all of value,. We're all of virtue, and so inclined we.
I stumbled on the summit's path.. Clumsy, clumsy.. No paragon am I.. I can't even keep my shoes tied.. . I've been in love with Owen ever since. I heard the strains of Psalm 21..
Cold creeps through my fingertips like. The frostbitten night, the frostbitten night. Cold creeps up the length of my spine. I'm surrendering, I am surrendering.
Good grief and Grace turn their backs to me. Push shovels into the cold sand. In a pulse-racing second. They gave up on their awful toil. . Hell on earth and Hate turn to face me.
We talked about the drugs and we. Decided to abstain but still we. Locked ourselves inside and then. My fingers locked behind your head. You hooked your pinkies on my jeans.
Talking, what's it good for?. Absolutely nothing.. Wrestle, let's wrestle.. You can pin me to anything.. . Thought I saw you in the seaweed.. Thought I saw you in a forest flame..
I'd been living through days. Carrying no burden. But the shit of cattle. And my resignation. . Until the sun rose crimson. Crept across my limbs and.
bad backs and hardwood floors. i'm so sick of waking up sore. not knowing where i am. and this was a lot of fun. when the music meant something to someone.
I'm usually not one to speak out. But your decisions of late are, on all accounts,. Pretty fucked up. And not in a good way. And I heard about you and that Elli.
The stars collected. Each world accounted for. Freed all the children. Seems there is nothing more. . If I only had a rowboat I would row it up to heaven.