My head is in the clouds
Between the quiets and the louds
It would be a fatal fall
Like that concerns you at all
I'll keep holding onto a star
As you burn out your last cigar
Suspended between the ground and sky
I can't help that I was born to fly
Jan 20, 2011
Jan 20, 2011 at 3:53 PM UTC
It's just like any other day
I gaze at you from far away
And you don't have a single clue
I'm hopelessly in love with you
I'm innocent now, can't you see?
My dreams will have to set me free.
Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 5:39 PM UTC
Save me today when I'm all alone
He left me last night, I should've known.
Save me tomorrow, it's a brand new day,
But it's still a long time until the month of May.
Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 3:39 PM UTC
I sit on the floor wearing your shirt.
I can still feel your heart beat through it.
It's a bright day outside,
but it's what's inside that matters.
And inside this room, it's dark and needing.
The curtains are closed like you mind is to me
I can handle to ask why,
But I can't handle to know.
I never thought you'd let me go.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 6:16 PM UTC
Let go of the hate.
Forget the pain.
After all, has it helped you?
No.
It's twisted you into someone you don't recognize anymore.
And you don't want to keep it that way.
...Do you?
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 6:04 PM UTC
I think I'm going to go to the end of the track.
I think I need some time if I'm coming back.
I'll take myself where the sky is blue.
I've got to think of what becomes of you.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 5:53 PM UTC
Let's find some beautiful place to get lost.
I hear the world is quiet there.
You start there and I'll start here.
Through the vines we will appear.
Although we are lost
We will reach where our touch meets.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 5:36 PM UTC
I won't tell you nothing matters
because everything matters.
I know there is an entire world that cares out there.
It's just hiding behind a world that doesn't.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 4:25 PM UTC
I don't know much about the world
except that it is backwards
and people can be thoughtless.
But sometimes, on a really sunny day,
when a girl is wearing bracelets and lying in the grass
imagining what her life could be,
all the lips she could kiss,
all the lives she could touch,
all the love she could build, the world glimmers.
Underneath the sunlight, reflecting off her skin.
It glimmers.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 3:40 PM UTC