Feb 07, 2004 13:02
I'm scared by what I'm feeling
More scared by what I'm not
Well aware that things are falling
And unsure how to stop
When I could be standing still.
There's dark inside my head
And there's nothing I can see
I remember what you said
But not what it meant to me
And I could be standing still.
Like the weather I change
Drowning you in my sky
And this could be an ice age
It depends how well I lie
And if I'm standing still.
Can't feel unless I'm broken
I'm imagining the lines
So coldly well spoken
Let me bleed I'm fine
Even when standing still.
Let's hope today is better than yesterday. It's always a possablilty after all.
burning toast