pirmdiena, 2010. gada 21. jūnijs

This game requires an ante.


I did my best to try and be
A mirror of society
But we both know the mirror's cracked
And everybody's in the act
Faking what they cannot feel
Hoping they can make it real


Erect a life I'll never see,
I'll stand back from the scenery,
And laugh at all the other guys,
Who never could escape in time.

Stuck like flies on sticky tongues,
Chewed up 'fore their life is done,
I'm not here to compromise or apologize.

The window's cracked, I'm looking out
I see her and I'm filled with doubt
I don't know if this parking place
is just another empty space
words I've said aren't coming true
I don't know if it's me or you
this promise is too hard to keep

I have to speak,
So what, I lied.



In fields where nothing grew but weeds,
I found a flower at my feet,
bending there in my direction.
I wrapped a hand around its stem
and pulled until the roots gave in,
finding there what I've been missing.

Inside my hands these petals browned;
dried up falling to the ground,
but it was already too late now.
I pushed my fingers through the earth,
returned this flower to the dirt;
so it could live, I walked away now.

Not a day goes by when I don't feel this burn.
There's a point we pass from which we can't return.
I felt the cold rain of the coming storm

All because of you.


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