music, again...

Aug 15, 2006 15:46

I first heard this song in the states, like... six or seven years ago. Sometimes I feel so old and yet I'm so small, inexperienced and insecure.

Somewhere there's speaking, it's already coming in, oh and it's rising at the back of your mind.
You never could get it unless you were fed it. Now you're here and you don't know why .
But under skinned knees and the skid marks past the places where you used to learn. You howl and listen, listen and wait for the echoes of angels who won't return.

He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why

You're waiting for someone to put you together, you're waiting for someone to push you away. There's always another wound to discover, there's always something more you wish he'd say .

But you'll just sit tight and watch it unwind, it's only what you're asking for. And you'll be just fine with all of your time, it's only what you're waiting for

Out of the island, into the highway, past the places where you might have turned. You never did notice, but you still hide away the anger of angels who won't return.

I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why

And I don't know why

music, life

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