Dec 19, 2005 00:21
waiting for that one dark line
to appear across this once blue space
keeping up your feet with mine
don't want you to fall out of pace
you said you couldnt help it
but feel that rhythm in your heart
you said you've always felt it
but now the truth is going to start
wearing through with a brush on your face
tearing through do you remember this place
this was the first time we ever danced the night away
and now i'm just a broken steeple
with some folded hearts in prayer
kick of my now dusty leathers
and we'll play some partnered up solitaire