Jul 02, 2005 00:13
So, I miss her already...
For the next week, the general will be setting anchor in the shallows, and within hear-say of the captain, the cavalry-master, and the priest. The sad thing is, that he won't go a moment without thinking of the beautiful deep ocean. Riding the waves, and looking at the fish that run along his boat...
One week.
One week till I get to see the stars as they only truly are when you're a thousand miles from land.
My beautiful mediterranean woman, hurry home.
You won't leave my mind.
So the next week, I will deafen the loneliness that's beating in my chest with loud laughter, distortion, and lots of singing.
"The moment I got in that car, I missed her."
That's exactly it, too.
Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right
Let's take a breath, try to hold it inside
Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right