And I sat down. And said, "I don't want to suffer". But she told me. She had nothing to offer, no more. . I sat down. And said "I don't want to suffer".
The build up. Lasted for days. Lasted for weeks. Lasted too long. . Our hero withdrew. When there was two. He could not choose one. So there was none.
When past sometimes takes you with soft hands. Forcelessly pulls you to your chair. Hides you away from these half days. Sunless at the end of the year.
From my seat I see the fields move by. Car starts, it's been a long, long time. It's the first time, I see summer on the Westhill. . I lean back and let my eyes just go.
One, two, one, two. . I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand. I was alone freezing, still trying hard to understand you. . I left the others knowing, I had to work this by myself.
Five weeks in a prison, I made no friends. There's more time to be done but I've got a week to spend. I didn't pay much attention first time around. Now you're hard not to notice, right here in my town.
Things seem so much better when. They're not part of your close surroundings. Like words in a letter sent. Amplified by the distance. Possibilities and sweeter dreams.
He won't touch you anymore,. Staying at his side.. Half indifferent, half afraid,. It will only make you cry.. . What is given can't be returned.. The cards are in our hands..
We take what's dead. And breathe life in. And move like knives. Through scars on land. . Still untouched. No stain of hands. Caramelized. In a tilted light.
You set yourself above. That all forgiving god. You claim that you believe in. Your kind is gonna fall. Your ship is sinking fast. And all your able men are leaving.
"Why, why so quiet?. Oh my, mysterious country singer?" she asked.. . My life, it's a riot. I'm climbing barricades. in empty streets at night.. . When I'm down.
I'm letting go. To see if you'll hold on to me. I'm in doubt. Of what is thought and what is real. . In our room. Between the shapes I thought I knew.
I see you changing girl. From Day to Day. Impressed by and trying to imitate. Those who are older. Those who are colder. Suddenly embarrassed by your age.
feeling the comfort of eyes is your sole intention. we all want to be understood unconditionally. but you have to realize that a viewer needs distance.
What's the immaterial substance that envelopes two. One perceives as hunger and the other as food. I wake in tangled covers to a sash of snow. You dream in a cartoon garden, I could never know.
You quiver like a candle on fire,. I'm putting you out,. Maybe tonight we could be the last shout,. 'Cause I'm fascinated by your style,. Your beauty will last for a while..
The telegraph gave us hope. Before was the silence and the panic it brought. The sky was the blankest sheet. We drew lines upon it. so our thoughts could meet.
Hey baby, Mrs. Cold. Acting so tough,. Didn't know you had it in you so be hurt at all. You waited too long. You should've hook me,. before I put my raincoat on.
If you wanna be my friend. You want us to get along. Please do not expect me to. Wrap it up and keep it there. . The observation I am doing could. Easily be understood.
Crossroads and given the option. To pass and look back at goals I've missed. Rainbows or burning bridges. If you squint a little more it looks the same.