it's not something you get over
it feels just like a curse
and maybe
i deserve it
or maybe
something worse
i like to think that i am writing
but i am only writing down
there is nothing that will heal it
until i find the ground
well, maybe it's that simple
i've got too many things
and maybe it's the sadness
that beauty often brings.
(((it doesn't take long to discover))) you can see there's something wrong
in every little smile yeah
in every
little song
there is a ghost that i won't bury
one that lingers in my mind
that wakes me in the morning tthat's doing all my time
that hasn't even wondered why nobody loves him
the one who knows the fucking answer
and isn't asking you
again
how the third and the fifth
and the seven sometimes nine
end up as the curse
that is taking me
tonight
from the darkest of the shadows
to the shakiest daylight
and if i could find a reason
i would stay right here
and fight
i’d stay right here
and fight
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