Friday, August 28, 2009

lyrics for a wall.

like a good old fashion nightmare

show me the side streets in your life

we got nothing but time.

I hope that someday i'll see without these frames

I have five clocks in my life and only one has the time right

But you'll never leave these scenes, My mind replays

Maybe next time But not this time

Even though I know I don't want to know Yeah I guess I know I just hate how it sounds

And the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silence.

The worlds in troubleTheres no communication

Painted faces fill the places I can't reach.

Countless lovers undercover on the street

I want time to be a game and we're losing this one

the presents just a pleasant interuption to the past

because we all need a little more room to live

its more than a shame that we lost to this game

You showed up and showed me something more.

I'm so tired of looking at my feetAnd all the secrets that I keep

warm me up and breathe me.

I'm buried underneathThese opportunities

i'm feeling directionless.

I don't argue like this, With anyone but you, We do it all the time, usually just in my mind,

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