Thursday, March 18, 2010

beyond repair (fa)





this is where I get lost
don't look for me, don't follow me

when the moon is on the road
I wonder, could I mine the silver

and head out into the night
hand in my pocket, holding onto that light


but if I pour out the bottle
and throw it at the wall
would I wake up anyone
or would I just hear my blood run down my hands

this is all it's supposed to be
there's nothing softer than this suffering
my eyes are getting darker every day
and my voice is getting harder every night

but for all the parties we're not going to
I'd say that you and I are gonna do alright


when the sun falls through the pines
I whisper, lord won't you be kind

but it won't be enough
to keep me from burning through the years in love

cause at the end of all our lives
I'll be the stranger still, heart drowned in moonshine


but if I pour out the bottle
and throw it at the wall
would I wake up anyone
or would I just hear my blood run down my hands

cause this is all it's supposed to be
there's nothing softer than this suffering
the ax is getting softer every day
and the flame is getting smaller every night

but for all the rain falling through my roof
I know I'm going to die alone with my lies


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yasmin