Nov 22, 2007 19:36
The Warmth -- Incubus
I'd like to close my eyes go numb
but there's a cold wind coming from
the top of the highest high-rise today.
It's not a breeze cause it blows hard.
Yes and it's wants me to discard
the humanity I know
Watch the warmth blow away.
Don't let the world bring you down
Not everyone here is that f**ked up and cold
Remember why you came
and while you're alive
experience the warmth
before you grow old
Do you think I should adhere
to that pressing new frontier
and leave in my wake a trail of fear?
Or should I hold my head up high
and throw a wrench in spokes by
leaving the air behind me clear?