Sep 04, 2005 00:23
It's been a while guys.
"imitate/emulate"(christina, where were you?)
This winter seems the perfect haven from your storms
But do you want to come back to the city?
Cause theres a cool, kitchen floor waiting for you to come home.
And these tree's that line the interstate have been calling your name.
This has been waiting since you left.
Turn off the screen when your eye's go black.
Because there's just nothing left to see
Except the back of her head as she drives away
From you and your blind love for her and her anger.
And the city and it's suns have been sleeping on their job,
The sun has been sleeping too long
As he tries to bury
All of his troubles from everything
and everyone always looking up to him.
This has been waiting since you left.
For something and someone else.
But sleeps in the space between responces,
And the blind girl trying to save the things she loves.
She'll be waiting 'till you make your way home
To this city and to you.
Where you once walked around all night
Drank all your wine.
And danced in the headlights.