oh damn
I promised this would not be entries...just lyrics. Here are just a few of many words I don't know what to do with, sprung from thoughts that consume me until I dig them up and throw them away. consider this my online garbage can.
You’re a big fan of silence
the kind that finds the heart and cuts right through
you don’t own half of what you say
but somehow all of it is true.
And you could be the only mystery
that I’m content to leave unsolved
the last time that you made me laugh
was the last time my world revolved.
You’re a big fan of silence
the kind that finds the heart and cuts right through
you don’t own half of what you say
but somehow all of it is true.
And you could be the only mystery
that I’m content to leave unsolved
the last time that you made me laugh
was the last time my world revolved.