bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came down upon her head
i know that this might sound strange,
but i can't think of a better way to say that if i could find the words i'd tear them out of my throat
and crush them into your eyes.
so i wrote myself a list of things that i've been meaning to say.
i forced them out of my head, but i can't find your eyes.
i try to call it a truce, approach you crush them out of my life, convince you.
a walk is all that i need;
this ambiguity feels like a knife in me.
sixteen blocks without any thanks,
i feel that i think the cannons and tanks.
all of these wars that i try to explain get defused so many times so i play with my shoes,
i've learned to untie them with my eyes.
i try to call it a truce, approach you crush them out of my life, convince you.
call it a truce, crush them out of my life
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So Kyle and I are going out to Richmond tomorrow to start looking at apartments. I can't wait. I'm so excited. So is he. At first we weren't sure if we were going to go to either Norfolk or Boston, (for Kyle's school of choice) but then he surprised me the other night by saying he'd rather have me go to school first while he tries to decide on something for himself.
He's at work right now, but he should be off in an hour or maybe less. ::crosses fingers:: After that, we're going to go hang out with Jake Raynor since he only has a few days left here to visit before he goes back to NC.
We've hung out with a lot of his old friends lately. I have been pleasantly surprised to find out that mostly everyone is really cool. Tonight will be a great note to leave on before tomorrow's two and a half- three hour drive.
but i can't think of a better way to say that if i could find the words i'd tear them out of my throat
and crush them into your eyes.
so i wrote myself a list of things that i've been meaning to say.
i forced them out of my head, but i can't find your eyes.
i try to call it a truce, approach you crush them out of my life, convince you.
a walk is all that i need;
this ambiguity feels like a knife in me.
sixteen blocks without any thanks,
i feel that i think the cannons and tanks.
all of these wars that i try to explain get defused so many times so i play with my shoes,
i've learned to untie them with my eyes.
i try to call it a truce, approach you crush them out of my life, convince you.
call it a truce, crush them out of my life
***/*//*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/******/////*/*/*//*/**/*/*/*/*/*///*
So Kyle and I are going out to Richmond tomorrow to start looking at apartments. I can't wait. I'm so excited. So is he. At first we weren't sure if we were going to go to either Norfolk or Boston, (for Kyle's school of choice) but then he surprised me the other night by saying he'd rather have me go to school first while he tries to decide on something for himself.
He's at work right now, but he should be off in an hour or maybe less. ::crosses fingers:: After that, we're going to go hang out with Jake Raynor since he only has a few days left here to visit before he goes back to NC.
We've hung out with a lot of his old friends lately. I have been pleasantly surprised to find out that mostly everyone is really cool. Tonight will be a great note to leave on before tomorrow's two and a half- three hour drive.