Oh let's go back to the start.
"There are no stars out tonight."
"So we will make our own."
We are so good at getting no where at all. Oh but there is something about the air tonight and the way it makes my veins come alive. (Or perhaps it was just you.) for once my stability is not imploding with this violent collision of sunken dreams and reality that never failed to steal my oxygen. Breathing was getting old, anyway.
"We are being spontaneous"
"No, we are being stupid"
"Same thing."
A lonesome town against a failed sky. We are fully aware of the world decaying around us but we are convinved it will never catch up to us. Yes, we were always overly sensitive and a little too needy, but still we swore invincibility.
"Girl, your emotions are dangling on your sleeve."
Well I think that is what I love about you. The way you can see these words that were never just on the tip of my tongue, no, they were much closer than that.
[Colour my world, darling
Any shade of whatever you want,
And take me home with you."
Well I am not sure how much sense this makes now,
And perhaps it never will,
But if this is life,
If this is real,
I carved you out of a sky where you made the stars jealous.
"So we will make our own."
We are so good at getting no where at all. Oh but there is something about the air tonight and the way it makes my veins come alive. (Or perhaps it was just you.) for once my stability is not imploding with this violent collision of sunken dreams and reality that never failed to steal my oxygen. Breathing was getting old, anyway.
"We are being spontaneous"
"No, we are being stupid"
"Same thing."
A lonesome town against a failed sky. We are fully aware of the world decaying around us but we are convinved it will never catch up to us. Yes, we were always overly sensitive and a little too needy, but still we swore invincibility.
"Girl, your emotions are dangling on your sleeve."
Well I think that is what I love about you. The way you can see these words that were never just on the tip of my tongue, no, they were much closer than that.
[Colour my world, darling
Any shade of whatever you want,
And take me home with you."
Well I am not sure how much sense this makes now,
And perhaps it never will,
But if this is life,
If this is real,
I carved you out of a sky where you made the stars jealous.