The lights tick past at a steady clip
My hair greases the window, my teeth tug on my lip
I look and I listen to the beauty that surrounds me
Maybe if I try real hard, and minding its fraility
It'll find its way to me too
Some days I can almost believe it's true
And soon, I'll sotp throwing away everything I do
In a fit of disgust
And soon, I'll start coaxing words back out of my mouth
And relearn how to speak
I think it's the vast distances between my thoughts
That keeps me disconnected like a two-piece cross
As if watching family movies in the living room
The dead speak again, but it's a bit too soon
But it's an urge to end this lonliness that spurs my feetPast the sterile office builidings down into the sun-soaked street
These lyrics are copyright... umm... me, so please don't be a fucktard and steal them.
2 comments:
so, it turns out you are a writer!
And a pretty good one at that.
Thank you for your message, and the kind words, and don't feel bad about not knowing.Trust me, people come up to me all the time, look at me all crazy eyed, and i have to say no, I didn't just get fat.haha.
anyways, how are you, and where are you?!
Sarah
Nice. :)
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