What Comes Giveth and We Takest Not.
I am stuck at the bottom of the meniscus. I cannot pull myself to the brim so that I may spill over the edge.
I can feel you out there tonight. I can sense the tidal waves that ripple forth from your heavy sighs. I can feel you wanting more, so much more... We'll know just who we are when we meet.
Through the lies and the chemicals... Through the lipstick smears and the unbuttoned collars... Haha... I could see you and never even want to speak to you. My eyes are closed, yet I claw at them in fits to force them to open. And when they do, I fear what I see and shut myself away all over again. We all like to think that God has a way of speaking directly to us. We all like to think that God steadies us on our paths...
"...God is just a kid with an ant farm..."
I can feel you out there tonight. I can sense the tidal waves that ripple forth from your heavy sighs. I can feel you wanting more, so much more... We'll know just who we are when we meet.
Through the lies and the chemicals... Through the lipstick smears and the unbuttoned collars... Haha... I could see you and never even want to speak to you. My eyes are closed, yet I claw at them in fits to force them to open. And when they do, I fear what I see and shut myself away all over again. We all like to think that God has a way of speaking directly to us. We all like to think that God steadies us on our paths...
"...God is just a kid with an ant farm..."