Spanish... listening to music... and lyrics that sound like my life in about a year.
The glove compartment is inaccurately named,
And everybody knows it.
So I'm proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm,
And all I find are souvenirs from better times.
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east,
To find yourself a better life.
I was searching for some legal document,
As the rain beat down on the hood.
When I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget,
And that's how this idea was drilled into my head.
Cause it's too important,
To stay the way it's been.
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade,
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all.
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide,
Lying awake at night.
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade,
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all.
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide,
Lying awake at night (up all night),
When I'm lying awake at night.
I feel really quiet. It's a hard emotion to explain, but i don't feel like i should talk. It's not that I'm scared of what people will think, it's that i just really don't have much to say. I miss TA, really bad. I just talked about TA for like ten minutes to will... i feel really... not homesick. Quaker-sick. I really miss my quakers. I read rosie's letter again...
I miss talking to people. Like having a really deep conversation... even though i don't think i'd be capable of having one now.
Marius
And everybody knows it.
So I'm proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm,
And all I find are souvenirs from better times.
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east,
To find yourself a better life.
I was searching for some legal document,
As the rain beat down on the hood.
When I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget,
And that's how this idea was drilled into my head.
Cause it's too important,
To stay the way it's been.
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade,
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all.
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide,
Lying awake at night.
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade,
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all.
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide,
Lying awake at night (up all night),
When I'm lying awake at night.
I feel really quiet. It's a hard emotion to explain, but i don't feel like i should talk. It's not that I'm scared of what people will think, it's that i just really don't have much to say. I miss TA, really bad. I just talked about TA for like ten minutes to will... i feel really... not homesick. Quaker-sick. I really miss my quakers. I read rosie's letter again...
I miss talking to people. Like having a really deep conversation... even though i don't think i'd be capable of having one now.
Marius