i like this
don't think i am some twisted person. i just like the way these sound. :-) i wrote them so if you don't like them it's ok, just don't be like all hardsh about it lol.
**Stray from the light, it’s not the path
You choose ladled in leaves wet with the dew
Of the late fall in the last eveings we spent here
Sun shines dimly in through the locks of your
Golden hair, illuminating the blue seas of you eyes
In which I often prayed to drown.
Rustic wind seems to blow our souls to a place
Where the thunderstorms thrive
And all hope is sucked from the marrow of our hearts
We’ll never be awake again…these nightmears kill me every night. **
**Standing there in the center town where they stood once before
I saw them there, just standing and staring
In to the epitome of all that was life and death
I heard the tales here years before
Of a girl unafraid too die
When all the people discovered that the real tragedy was her excessive fear to live
This is where you can taste the air filled with cries of them
Filled with the pain unheard by us
The wind bears toll…Jesus is in the air
And you can’t sense it any other way, but you can taste it
As time runs out
The clocks bounce in and out of our minds
I feel myself melting into sky
All the things we wasted
And the tears which we left far far behind**
**You can’t help that the air is posion
Just like your mind and the words which spew from the depths of that bubling pool
That you call your soul
All new fads die hard and your eating away at the cyanide
We used to line the glasses
In fact you licked them clean while you sucked us dry
Give the jews their soap while we sit back smoking cigarets
In the black back room at the egde of the nigth
We’er hanging out and dieing
Pretend that your right**
**You can’t stop it,
But I don’t even want you to
I’m letting myself down in ally’s where we lie
Where we die
And you won’t disapoint me any more
Because I’ll never trick myself into believing in you again
Those who trust their dreams
End up cold, and stiff
Like the dorain grey I see of you hiden in the conor
Transparent skin with eyes more bleak than winter
I hear the cries that once were mine
If their done with then rain, then their done also with you
Falling asleep in lonely snow banks
A place where the egde of light stands tall and dead
Where we die
When we leave**
i have more, some day perhaps i'll post them. hehe but i dunno. i just like the way this sounds. i love andy. so much.
**Stray from the light, it’s not the path
You choose ladled in leaves wet with the dew
Of the late fall in the last eveings we spent here
Sun shines dimly in through the locks of your
Golden hair, illuminating the blue seas of you eyes
In which I often prayed to drown.
Rustic wind seems to blow our souls to a place
Where the thunderstorms thrive
And all hope is sucked from the marrow of our hearts
We’ll never be awake again…these nightmears kill me every night. **
**Standing there in the center town where they stood once before
I saw them there, just standing and staring
In to the epitome of all that was life and death
I heard the tales here years before
Of a girl unafraid too die
When all the people discovered that the real tragedy was her excessive fear to live
This is where you can taste the air filled with cries of them
Filled with the pain unheard by us
The wind bears toll…Jesus is in the air
And you can’t sense it any other way, but you can taste it
As time runs out
The clocks bounce in and out of our minds
I feel myself melting into sky
All the things we wasted
And the tears which we left far far behind**
**You can’t help that the air is posion
Just like your mind and the words which spew from the depths of that bubling pool
That you call your soul
All new fads die hard and your eating away at the cyanide
We used to line the glasses
In fact you licked them clean while you sucked us dry
Give the jews their soap while we sit back smoking cigarets
In the black back room at the egde of the nigth
We’er hanging out and dieing
Pretend that your right**
**You can’t stop it,
But I don’t even want you to
I’m letting myself down in ally’s where we lie
Where we die
And you won’t disapoint me any more
Because I’ll never trick myself into believing in you again
Those who trust their dreams
End up cold, and stiff
Like the dorain grey I see of you hiden in the conor
Transparent skin with eyes more bleak than winter
I hear the cries that once were mine
If their done with then rain, then their done also with you
Falling asleep in lonely snow banks
A place where the egde of light stands tall and dead
Where we die
When we leave**
i have more, some day perhaps i'll post them. hehe but i dunno. i just like the way this sounds. i love andy. so much.