Aug 19, 2009 21:51
things that dont speak to me
things that cannot breathe
why are you underneath
where do you go
past the bushes and the buildings of the future we wont see
we struggle onward toward the sky from which we've heard will set us free
the storm is fierce but we are meaner and we have a bag ofrocks
the fear is fading but always waiting for the keys which to unlock my destiny
to unlock my destiny
your crusty eyes seem so alive to me
i wish that you could see what i see
and we could set this virus free
and maybe then youd marry me
and maaaaaaaaaaaybe youd marry me
the stories written on your skin
the words our bodies have soaked in
we found a boat out on the patio, come on lets get in
sailing to spain will somewhat heal us but we will
we'll remember again
i'll see you again
i love you more than my own fear
if i could throw my body cross a hill
let the blades of grass cut through my skin
this is the date without an end
i love you more than my own fear
if i could throw my body cross a hill
let the blades of grass cut through my skin
this is the date that never ended