Jan 23, 2009 03:19
let's hit the highway and drive
until it feels both wrong & right
it will be okay to speak in cliches
because our words will feel never
spoken and our mouths speaking
will be brand new
we will be... i was going to say reinvented
but can you really truly change what you are?
maybe there are only fresh starts
new beginning after new beginning
until even genesis feels recycled
No, where was I? Tell me if I'm fucking this up.
drive until it's unfamiliar -
frightening and perfect
we will make for ourselves a home
amongst strangers and they will know us
just as well as our friends and family
the Neighbor Strangers do not know
a you or a me they know an us
And at night we'll paint the ceiling
with the dreams you've mumbled in sleep.
We'll paint with the dreams mumbled
a thousand times in thousands of sleeps.
our house the color of rusted stardust
inside, our bones learning to readjust