May 20, 2007 22:49
im so sunburned i can barely move. the back of my knees feel so dry and fiery the skin just might shatter. but its a good pain. makes me feel alive a little more.
its strange to have given up on this place so entirely lately. everyday is a countdown until school is out. then the countdown til new york will be priority. and upon arrival home the countdown til moving day will begin. i think july 1st would be fine. i think id like to just be out of here as soon as possible.
bus stop after bus stop lines these streets
im waiting for one to come thats just for me
will the city be ready for this blood thats been pumping just hard enough to keep me going
i wont be prepared if you decide not to let me crawl all 3000miles under your skin
wish i could warn you but ive been adviced to keep my distance
as if the whole fucking country wasnt enough to seperate infatuation from rationality
did pretty women ask about the trip- did you make something up and laugh about it with all of them
you call the big city home now but i know all about that landlocked state that made you dream of the ocean and getting away
i was counting on someone else when your charming side stepped in
didnt want to face the morning, couldnt stand the god damn engines roaring
and when you said to get some rest, i thought who can sleep at a time like this
youre brother doesnt trust me that was obvious from the moment you met me
i could feel the stinging eyes of firery envy that would surely burn me if they only knew
you can tell your brother not to worry though, i'll never tell. i'll never tell. i'll never tell anyone...
anyone, anyone else.
crooked steps guided my way pitching sales door to door
if i believed in luck id blame the good kind for making my maladies the kind you were in the market for
dont be deceived if i seem so easily detatched when the time comes to be honest
i wouldnt let me leave in pieces, i had to gather up my dignity and courgage
so i could meet you like a stranger in the final frontier, in a new dimension
the mirror chases me, half way out the door i still catch a glimpse
youre best flaw was in making me an optimist
now i dream every night like i never did
i never knew what i had missed
like the way a midwestern man dreams about the ocean
til the day he sticks his feet in the pacific
i thought he was better off before, but now im sure
ignorance is bliss