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Thursday, October 29, 2009
Sadness a balloon that you break
You are what they call the human season
I'm covered in skin no one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
Save my soul, I'll save some of you
Jus the comfort of strangers
She weaves secrets in her hair
What are regrets? Just lessons we haven't learned yet
It's like living in the middle of the ocean, with no future, no past
Today is whatever I want it to mean
How do you know how to let go?
When are we gonna finally sing our song?
We're burning down, we're burning out
If they ask you how I'm holding up, say I'm holding out for the words
Wish I could wake up from the dream
I adored and I ignored you, now to me you're everything
These are words that go together well, my Michelle
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
I knew I wouldn't stay forever, knew I'd get some things together and move on
It’s your face I’ll see at the end of the day
We'll be out on the road to way past supper
Your beauty must be rubbing off on me
And if I fall to taste the ground
You seem to bring the best out of me
We will still need a song to carry our love away
There’s gonna be nice days in the ice age
You're eyes are closed like you truly believe, you're safe and sound with me
I know this time I'll catch a wind and fly
Again I'm under foreign skies but longing's all that permanent
Oh the truth will form and fall apart again
I see losing love is like a window in your heart
There is beauty in the breakdown
I could have been one of these things first
Everything looks perfect from far away
I'm caught up in the back and forth of balancing my fear
The punchline is I always swim upstream
Monday, October 26, 2009
Every place I go I take another place with me
Don't let it form us, the creature fear
With the wild wolves around you, in the morning I'll call you
I'm building a still to slow down the time
I love you, oh brother of mine
Don't believe a word that I haven't heard
I do believe you gave it your best try. Ah hummingbird, sing to me
Dear shadow alive and well, how can the body die?
I was following the pack all swallowed in their coats
She left a week to roam, your protector's coming home
I can outline my feelings but I can't fill them in
I will let my mind wander and dream a little longer just for now
I wanna wreck my stockings in some jukebox dive
When are you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Love is watching someone die
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