Tuesday, July 18, 2006

The distance in your eyes

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream



You want me?
Well come on and break the door down
You want me?
Fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready

I want to
I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon this surface for the birds



AM and there's no time for the sun.

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