Closer to me.

Jan 18, 2008 01:35

A riverbed couldnt hold us back
I was a brick, but now I'm cement.
Beaver is building a home
out of sticks & stones.
Bumblebee is building a city
from milk & honey.

I cant see the big picture.
We're sinking ships when we whisper.
Making mistakes like we do
I cant help but love you.

In my head, I wish I was dead
cause I see ghosts hiding under the bed
and skeletons inside the closet.
You are closer to me.
You are everything.
You are closer to me
than the wind in the sails on my sea
or the whales chasing tails on the beach.
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