Memory conveys that you were something to be When you weren't held captive in an aged body You had a family that needed you and job security You had everything
And I wonder how Franklin felt in '42 The war's still new but I'm tired of fighting Bloody boys sobbing fears all somehow died brave men Exalted then,
I'm sure you're in a lot of pain But it's supposed to feel this way I never did this to you Despite the beauty we create I just can't stand beneath your
She's breaking up, she's falling down She's holding her fists up now Her eyes meet my face but we don't look the same She walks away on bloody knees
She's on a beach in Maui Her breasts are half uncovered I try to stop myself from staring at her But I'm drawn like Dagwood to sleep The lawn may need
We met in seventh grade in history Then just another one Friendship was a few years to come But I knew who you were I knew what you stood for That much
Maybe your view of quality is more than you can be You bear your ideology so stoically That all that you can see, is inferiority Here I am, my head
So now your offering these hand me down beliefs You offer neither solace nor relief In a world of hate Your words hold no weight So now your promising
Winter breaks upon that lonely girl A tell tale stomach and a broken world and only grief December finds her in a world of care Nine months swollen and
In two, alone he'll forget the time Burn money to ashes, be drunken with wine A fool, not knowing his left from right He's losing direction his home within
Floating like driftwood Slaved by the sea Resolutely refusing to die Without amnesty He's tossed by the waves He's all out of flares Nobody saves, nobody
Nothing was wrong and the future Looked better than it ever looked before So I thought that the trouble was gone It felt as if a bond had been restored
Darling I want to make the word "love" new cause it's been said so many times And I don't want to use that old pick up line And oft' I try to find the
Living a life Without any future Just unending appetite For petty amusement And you with your woes You've food on the table You've cash in your pocket
I guess there's only one place to go from here I think the options are clear anyway I'm sure you're tired of waiting for me To figure out where you fit
When he was young so many looks he never caught So much love he hadn't bought Seen peering through the pane, left out standing in the rain Soaking in
Hey there, Mr. Personality Was everybody wrong to think That you would have The world on it's knees Or perhaps we were too blind to see That all your
Spoken word has lost it's way again Wondering through silenced apology An untamed mouth has not held words not meant And condescending eyes made shame
