Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Skeletons - The Speed of Things



I guess
 I've been bruised, if we were to speak plain.
   Every bruise that comes to flesh, makes it mark on the brain.
    You say it's always been and always will be.
     Anything you say has already been said, a million times.
      Do you think of all of the side streets we walked past slow, of buried skeletons in the back yard?
       So you think you've moved me to change, how could I be moved when
        I want to move away from this place?
        Things you think you know or you may have seen,
 might have come to pass if your parents had been kept clean.
Do you think of all of the side streets we've walked past slow, of buried skeletons in the back yard?

Hurtlove



Love the way it hurts 
Love the way you cut me deep inside 
Love the way it hurts 
Love the way you cut me deep inside 

You cut me deep inside 
You cut me deep inside 

'Cause I can't see
 'Cause I can't see
 'Cause I can't see 
'Cause I can't see 
'Cause I can't see 
'Cause I can't see 

Love the way it hurts 
Love the way you'll always be the one
 Love the way you're far
 Love the way you never stop run
 Love the way you're far
 Love the way you're far
 Love the way you're far 
I love the way you never stop run 

I Try - Old Ways





Left your old home and found your new bones
Travelled so far but ended up all alone

and you
Try, yes you try 

Look to the one you're with
Look to the place you live
You look to everything to make you feel alive

and you
Try, yes you try

Conjure up those old lies and reinvent those old ties
Baptize yourself as a man you never were still you
Try, yes you try

Redraw those old lines you trespassed a thousand times
It gets hard to see when that smoke fills your eyes still you

Try, yes you try