fuck this hurts.

Feb 26, 2009 11:50

Audience of One--Rise Against.

I can still remember
The words and what they meant
As we etched them with our fingers
In years of wet cement

Days blurred into each other
Though everything seemed clear
We cruised along at half speed
But then we shifted gears

We ran like vampires from a thousand burning suns
But even then we should have stayed

But we ran away
Now all my friends are gone
Maybe we've outgrown all the things we once loved

Runaway
But what are we running from?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone?

Identities assume us
As nine and five add up
Synchronizing watches

To the seconds that we lost
I looked up and saw you
I know that you saw me
We froze but for a moment
In empathy

I brought down the sky for
you but all you did was shrug
You gave my emptiness a name

Then you ran away
Now all my friends are gone
Maybe we've outgrown
All the things we once
Loved

Runaway
But what are we running from?
A show of hands from those
In this audience of one
Where have they gone?

We're all okay, until the
day we're not
The surface shines,
while the inside rots
We raced the sunset and
we almost won
We slammed the brakes, but the wheels went on

We ran away
Now all my friends are gone

Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once
Loved
Runaway
But what are we running from?
A show of hands in this audience of one

Where have they gone?
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