things were easier.
i could fail without feeling guilty.
soon this will all be over and it won't matter how much we tried and how much we cared.
we'll just be.... born again.
or something like that.
7.9.10
somewhere along the way i started caring
and now i wish i didn't again.
things were easier.
i could fail without feeling guilty.
things were easier.
i could fail without feeling guilty.
6.9.10
one night only.
talk all the talk with a poet's style
tongue like electric, eyes like a child
buy all your wives and the classic cars
live like a savior, live like the stars
talk all the talk with a model's smile
tongue like electric, eyes like a child
buy all your highs and the classic cars
die on the front page, just like the stars
the big screens, the plastic-made dreams
say you don't want it, say you don't want it
it's our world, the picture-book girls
say you don't want it, say you don't want it
don't you ask me if it's love my dear
love don't really mean a thing round here
the fake scenes the plastic-made dreams
say you don't want it, say you don't want it
pace all the rooms with a jealous style
tongue like electric, eyes like a child
paint all your soul with the grand designs
reach like a savior, your heart on the line
talk all the talk with a model's smile
tongue like electric, eyes like a child
bu all your highs and the classic cars
die on the front page, just like the stars
and i liked you for that
my eyes have once again been proven wrong
your clouds, your blanket and my pity song
hovering on your front lawn
carry on until it's gone
what can i do?
the river's overrun
we're swimming in a flood
i thought i felt your touch
but the water's rising up
now all my lovers raise their cups
then i lie naked in a rampage
in the flesh, face to face with the onset
i forget everything that's ever made me
rise again, now slowly leave my memory
- passion pit
your clouds, your blanket and my pity song
hovering on your front lawn
carry on until it's gone
what can i do?
the river's overrun
we're swimming in a flood
i thought i felt your touch
but the water's rising up
now all my lovers raise their cups
then i lie naked in a rampage
in the flesh, face to face with the onset
i forget everything that's ever made me
rise again, now slowly leave my memory
- passion pit
"you make it sound like we can't go back in time."
sometimes i get scared that i'll come to the end and think, that's it?
i'll marvel at how our anticipation, our dreaming, our hoping, wondering if it'll ever be the same again.
sometimes life's like outer space; you don't know how far it stretches, or even what's out there, but you won't live long enough to figure it out. no-one you know will. we simply aren't equipped with hearts and minds to do so. it's a truth we've accepted, because to disagree would mean questioning what we once thought true. and that's when your world crashes into theirs.
so this is what it comes down to: time, and a whole lot of hope.
i'll marvel at how our anticipation, our dreaming, our hoping, wondering if it'll ever be the same again.
sometimes life's like outer space; you don't know how far it stretches, or even what's out there, but you won't live long enough to figure it out. no-one you know will. we simply aren't equipped with hearts and minds to do so. it's a truth we've accepted, because to disagree would mean questioning what we once thought true. and that's when your world crashes into theirs.
so this is what it comes down to: time, and a whole lot of hope.
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