May 13, 2007 20:59
so the start
is my seed
and thirty-seven thousand feet
forwards, backwards, and underneath
your last word turns,
like a cyclone,
just outside my window
your good advice all tied around my ankle
had to go,
had to take off,
and hide myself from everyone
so their reasons, won't become my reasons
cause they're talking,
they're talking,
talking again.
and a chain reaction
like a slow wave crashing
to come and change everything and wash me away
so i make way for some chaos
a ripple on the surface sends me secrets
and i keep them
like in a re-occurring dream
of max planck and you running rings around me
but you can't solve me
but you're trying,
you're trying,
trying again
i need a chain reaction
like a slow wave crashin
to come and change everything and wash me away
we stumble in the dark
stumble in the dark
and this is how it starts
this is how it starts
starts
you carry your escape everywhere
just in case you find yourself there
find yourself there
and a chain reaction (chain reaction)
like a slow wave crashing (slow wave crashing)
would come and change everything and wash me
away
away
away
away
wash me away
and wash me away
"Max Planck" - Something for Kate
For Mothers Day. And also, as The Shins said, for those to come.
Andy
"there is only rust"