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work is cool and fun!
now here's a song
you come out of your security and you feel the purity that once was there.
you curl up and delicately brush your hair to feel what you cant see.
too many rings and not enough mins.
too many rings and not enough fingers.
the sound of your heart breaking on a frequency that everyone is tuned in.
so this is what you do, play it till your a fool.
nobody else who wouldnt listen too.
too many rings and not enough hours.
too many rings and not enough love.
you caught yourself with a black tangled heart.
Denvers heart
its late and you set your arms around me, and you can see the stars from my shades.
we set and play the best tunes we know of, we think outloud to see if we can whisper.
this is the chance were i take a glance at life for what it is, and what its worth.
it 4am and you should of been home 6 hours ago but you know that, and this is another backwards feeling i surely believe in.
Envelope
tongue all twist and tied with words that would never pass my mouth, good to know you can read my mind
this is all that we have ready to give it away?
should we let it all to waste or to momentos we wish to look back on.
setting alone with photographs as if we can replay like motion pictures.
tongue all twist and tied with words that would never pass my mouth good to know you can read my mind.
Frail
kiss me harder and break me softly, and we cheer to the new wasted year, with each new fear.
of how we're getting older and lives are getting bolder.
reach in your bag for the deciever, and recieve your message begging to be answered.
"in touch" taking your life away by the moment.
dress your soul with possiblities, as we scream new year!
no more happy just good luck my friend, good luck on the new year!
just good luck on the new year! good luck so long!
cool wind hits my face like when swinging to evergreen, do you know you mean everything to me?
my head is down as well as my senses and sitting here makes me feel erie try not to shut my eyes but i have no choice.
i struggle to recognize your voice, and my eyes begin to open just to fall back down.
warmth and cool from the windows down, and im sinking more in to comfort, slowly you speak your worries and they are me.
now here's a song
you come out of your security and you feel the purity that once was there.
you curl up and delicately brush your hair to feel what you cant see.
too many rings and not enough mins.
too many rings and not enough fingers.
the sound of your heart breaking on a frequency that everyone is tuned in.
so this is what you do, play it till your a fool.
nobody else who wouldnt listen too.
too many rings and not enough hours.
too many rings and not enough love.
you caught yourself with a black tangled heart.
Denvers heart
its late and you set your arms around me, and you can see the stars from my shades.
we set and play the best tunes we know of, we think outloud to see if we can whisper.
this is the chance were i take a glance at life for what it is, and what its worth.
it 4am and you should of been home 6 hours ago but you know that, and this is another backwards feeling i surely believe in.
Envelope
tongue all twist and tied with words that would never pass my mouth, good to know you can read my mind
this is all that we have ready to give it away?
should we let it all to waste or to momentos we wish to look back on.
setting alone with photographs as if we can replay like motion pictures.
tongue all twist and tied with words that would never pass my mouth good to know you can read my mind.
Frail
kiss me harder and break me softly, and we cheer to the new wasted year, with each new fear.
of how we're getting older and lives are getting bolder.
reach in your bag for the deciever, and recieve your message begging to be answered.
"in touch" taking your life away by the moment.
dress your soul with possiblities, as we scream new year!
no more happy just good luck my friend, good luck on the new year!
just good luck on the new year! good luck so long!
cool wind hits my face like when swinging to evergreen, do you know you mean everything to me?
my head is down as well as my senses and sitting here makes me feel erie try not to shut my eyes but i have no choice.
i struggle to recognize your voice, and my eyes begin to open just to fall back down.
warmth and cool from the windows down, and im sinking more in to comfort, slowly you speak your worries and they are me.