always so very clever anchored ankle deep in snow and waiting for the lights to go on in your room navel gazer lifts his eyes finally to form a full length
hope for sometime more than you to weigh me in another bad trip's on our hands and this is surely not the first paper on a coffee table's not the kind
a sigh. the spins. a dorm room. ridiculous. "i got lost somewhere between sleep and twenty three it came so easily to some: the talking, kissing, drinking
little boys, big songs, bigger hearts "stars fall into cupped hands. mine burned again" it looks like we've lost again now im thinking: we'll unionize
all this reason demands an action in truth with all this talk on arriving are you leaving so soon? last night i had a dream and you were right there
know you'll be there when i'm done what will they say when i'm not around? i'll never know promise it wont come to that. someone call a doctor!
relapse! index filed under smoking back where we see: he smiles and walks away to prove he'll always do his work: he always does his work try to imagine
rain align the stars to your eyes to mind these sights are our tonight if you could read my every breath.. i didnt see moon or the stars: only a reflection
the streetlights were never so dim as i knew mine must be to watch your shadow end and leave me here boys have such dreams before they're grown up im
i'm breathing with my other lungs and i'm no tthe first one to take this in but i'm staring with last years eyes (the ones that they gave me for dreaming