I see you've found a box of my things. Infantries, tanks and smoldering airplane wings. These old pictures are cool, tell me some stories. Was it like the old war movies?.
Couldn't ask for a better day, two by two. To the ring to the right point of view. Each retreat to the corner that's defined by you. To the ring to the right point of.
Breathe in the night. Let it know just who you are. How you wish the weight of the world. Would unleash your shooting star. . Look up at the light. Have you seen that star before?.
Soak the sun, cinnamon. What went wrong, summer song. Splinter snag, wind vein ragged. Faded trends, summer ends. . What's that, I thought I heard you say?.
Run away hindsight. You've shown my shrine of. Priceless regrets. I'll stay. Shame me. Naked in my Open House gallery. Why do I pull it away from me?.
What's the point in reaching you, my lonely friend?. What's the point in friends if friends cannot offend?. . I am not impressed not that, I claim to know what's best.
Night time, bridges breathe. Ebb and flow, cars blink like a metronome. As they head for home. . City glows up into the sky. Winter ribbon clouds melt down in the gray sky night.
We had our things,. We'd never say,. Recieved our wages,. Gave them away,. Open books on the way,. You'd scream and I'd shout,. Can't shake this feeling,.
necessary food for the little ones. can't create when I'm under these guns. feed me lies I'll throw up all over you. ties come true don't like what I do.
Shall I shy down that's boring, snoring. I'd like to teach me to sing in perfect harmony. And I'd like to change the world. It's easier than changing me.
This has nothing to do with you, I know where I'm going Sunday. Windmill fish I'll move when the wind moves me. I'll make a roadway from the shells from my shells.
Vagabond or a bag of bones. They lay out loose atop the soil. They lay out and here comes the sun. And the winds to blow me away. Who, who are you? Who am I?.
I woke up from a dream. A white rose was floating to greet the sea. Morning light race me down the wooden path. Can't catch me now, the sea. . Will you wade with me? You and me, all alone?.
I'm on a roll. And I know where I've been. Heart and soul. Got traded again. . Moments of fashion not meant to stay. I live in the past like it was yesterday.
Raise your family of ghosts and spirits, Sir, we really need to drink from your wine. And yes, your skeletons in the closets (might I bring a few of mine?)..
Raise the roof, that I might see the stars. To gain wisdom, to see things for what they are. Please, I need proof. . Dance till you fall, love till you die.
So she catches herself. When she looks down, or too far away. She knows the pain in her side. Is just a mirage and mirages will fade. . And so it begins, the mirage settles in.
My attic is so full of life. Why wont they come and play with me?. Backyard. Tree Fort.. Want to let them in.. But they're not my friends. Sometimes the ash grey mask will suit me fine.
Chase the high ground, where you'd rather be. Where you might be found. Face all aglow, to leave from here. To pack up and go. . But it takes some time to get away.