...a crappy little poem to warm your boat
screaming for a way to tell you
what it is i feel
following the journey
taking a different course
slower than ordinary
following the stars
screaming for a way to be my own emotion
comforted by the bullets now
the hole tells you the story
frame by frame
mile by mile
tear by tear
welcome to the movies dear
leave your shoes and empathy at the door
no one has ever seen a movie like this
life
death
a path that lead me to you
again
so lets walk then
lets fucking hold hands
tell me what what you're responsible for again?
naked I was
crying you were
fearless
fright
if this is your list
take me home tonight
if this is your list
take me home tonight
billy[june 04]