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
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