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Aug 26, 2005 14:34

Deep inside there beams
A closet, bright white
But darker than it seems
keeping secrets quite tight
and it's split in half
neither side holding a laugh
on the left
sex, lies, and rainbows
right next to
where the love and pain goes
so on the right side
is where i can talk about you
i took so much in stride
so many things stayed untrue
now sitting in my car
i know just what you are
a favorite mix cd
in my car stereo
songs so good they
make me forget i have a radio
songs of memories
local music, coffee shop quality
but now you're more like
a scratched up mix cd
i found in my glove compartment
where the worst song is on repeat
i throw it out the window of my apartment
but you know i pick it up on the street
i've already tried throwing you away
and i cant help every day
to drift towards 'what if'
and a made up place
of third eye blind
and shoes with no laces
and of course... no socks
and hardened up cinder blocks
around my ankles
all i dream about
but i'm drifting back
back to my point, straight from my mouth
and the only thing thats true
the only reason i'm not down south
yea well, its all because of you
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