i can write poems and songs
know what’s right and what’s wrong
i can sing my heart out
without feeling any doubt

but i can’t control my mind
i’m not always that kind
at night i cannot sleep
but i've got what i need

you’re a poem to me
and i love my poetry
when i fly
or wants to die
it’s the only thing
that keeps me alive

cold sweat
cigarettes
i’ll never forget
the day we first met

as the sun set
i kinda regret
that i didn’t get
to go to lafayette

it's like i'm swimming from coast to coast
but still i'm drowning everyday
by body is an unwanted host
that dosen't listen when i pray

it's like my soul is so tired
that it wants to exhaust
i'm mad and uninspired
i'm lost

oh river take me far
i'm as pure as you are
and once the trees have cleansed my soul
i'll turn your crooked teeth
intil gold

the world is so silent
but in the same time it screams
i was holding on to you
we're you holding on to me?

is it my fault or what?
tears don't fall without gravity
but the sun will rise again
for you
and for me

midnight thoughts and wasted eyes
waiting for the sun to rise
owls are howling, so depressed
the morning light will be our guest

dosen’t matter if we’re drunk or sober
wasted nights in late october
leaves are floating down to earth
feeling like we’re nothing worth