Whisper sweet nothings for a moment or two
The end, the beginning
The world stops for you
Tell me you'll love me 'til the end of time
Swim me an ocean or a mountain to climb, so high
Oh I feel so high
The breath of the wind
Lovers and friends
Let's begin
To engage
A nightly romance
It all seems like fate
And as I stand here in the falling cliche
I stop to cry out your cliche
Trying hard to find the right words
Though I can right words
They all seem to say
They all seem the same
So cliche
Hold your head high, and keep your chin up
The roses, the letters
They all point to love
The stars speak of soulmates, and not just some fling
Let's live for today cause tomorrow may bring, endings
Oh I see the ending
The credits will role
The screen will fade out
And you know
All the lights
Will awaken us all
From dreams back to life
And as I stand here in the falling cliche
I stop to cry out your cliche
Trying hard to find the right words
Though I can write words
They all seem to say
They all seem the same
So cliche
I don't know what lies beyond the day
I'd change but the world'll stay the same
All of my words inked from my heart
Giving life to the art
They all seem the same
They all seem to say
So cliche
Friday, May 25, 2007
Monday, May 14, 2007
Sadness
Can't look her in the eyes
Don't know where to start
Pick up the knife
Place it back in my heart
She's pretty like sunlight
Dancing through rain
Laid back and laughing
Over darker days
I'm growing older
Time in my way
Second chances hold nothing
Dreams only strain
The shadows of midnight
Washes out the day's
And I'm keeping only thoughts
That drive me far away
Take a step back
Further from grace
Sometimes salvation comes
In the growing space
I'm growing older
Time in my way
Second chances hold nothing
Dreams only strain
The shadows of midnight
Washes out the hue
And I'm keeping only thoughts
That drive me far from you
Don't know where to start
Pick up the knife
Place it back in my heart
She's pretty like sunlight
Dancing through rain
Laid back and laughing
Over darker days
I'm growing older
Time in my way
Second chances hold nothing
Dreams only strain
The shadows of midnight
Washes out the day's
And I'm keeping only thoughts
That drive me far away
Take a step back
Further from grace
Sometimes salvation comes
In the growing space
I'm growing older
Time in my way
Second chances hold nothing
Dreams only strain
The shadows of midnight
Washes out the hue
And I'm keeping only thoughts
That drive me far from you
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