Sep 05, 2006 02:25
driving away
like the wind when it picks up my soul
and throws it
and I have to find it
search high and low for the truth
because I'm really looking for you
it's been a thorny rose of a time
this time around
but the blood running towards the flower
tells you how it sounds
unlike a weary body falling towards the floor
gravity's strings have been cut
nothing left so
the blood flows up
is it still raining
?
because it's such a nice day here
all day I feel like I'm moving in a sea
like all the waves are hitting me
I'm living in an ocean of stone
at least I'm not sailing alone (anymore)
the streets are cautious with
the sweat and tears of us
they don't want to err, no
they don't throw anything away unless they must
I thought I couldn't feel any better on the first of july
well I was dead wrong to the letter
what I was right about was that
it keeps getting better
and when I don't see your face when I'm awake
I feel there's a promise I have to keep
that I'll see your face when I'm asleep
that I'll see your face when I'm asleep.
when armageddon comes,
I think we'll be ready