To feel regret
He'd hasten refrain
From driving contest
Or acting Mundane
To build a nest
Of raw sugar cane
Far from the rest
Their thoughts were insane.
'If everyone were to think about themselves as much as you do
That would make everybody a little more complicated too.'
'Did you not see the accident since the butterfly flew?
On the oak branches that kiss the ground
Hang me by the lace of my shoe.'
But on his chest
A red rose stain
Just like the rest
Treadin' on tender brain.
Couldn't blame her any less
Out on the dust plain
The two weathers met
And she made it rain.
But to mention something
'Just thoughts' deliver nothing
When she told him she could change her heart's running
Touching her
He lied
He felt nothing.
Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 1:17 PM UTC
To feel regret
He'd hasten refrain
From driving contest
Or acting Mundane
To build a nest
Of raw sugar cane
Far from the rest
Their thoughts were insane.
'If everyone were to think about themselves as much as you do
That would make everybody a little more complicated too.'
'Did you not see the accident since the butterfly flew?
On the oak branches that kiss the ground
Hang me by the lace of my shoe.'
But on his chest
A red rose stain
Just like the rest
Treadin' on tender brain.
Couldn't blame her any less
Out on the dust plain
The two weathers met
And she made it rain.
But to mention something
'Just thoughts' deliver nothing
When she told him she could change her heart's running
Touching her
He lied
He felt nothing.
