11.7.08
hah.

hah. 4 years later. look at me now. not much better off. i thought everything would be better when i got older. not one thing has changed. still in pain still in regret. c'est la vie?

Posted at 07:50 pm by realitycheck
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Splintered piece of glass falls, in the seat, gets caught
These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost
In trying so hard to look away from you
we followed white lines to the sunset
I crash my car everyday the same way

Time to let this pass
The time it takes
The time it takes to let go
Time runs through our veins.
It starts and stops and starts and stops again
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time
The time it takes, the time it takes to let go
Time to let this pass
The time it takes, the time it takes to let go

Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twilight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done

I don't want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to sender

The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass
It's two hands still point to the same time 12:03, our last goodbye

So push the seats back a little further
I can see the headlights coming
So push the seats back a little further
Roll the windows down and take a breath
I can see the headlights coming
They paint the world in red and broken glass


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