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By distant moon Date: 2007 Aug 21 Comment on this Work [[2007.08.21.00.58.12407]] |
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It's a partial deal breaker when you're thinking of me and I'd be sitting all alone if they only would leave but it's a hard excuse and a harder truth to keep believing... Up till now I've known nothing but a roof and a bed and a body lying next to me too proud to be led but I just can't escape and I will not erase this sacred union. Too many times I've held my hands Clasped my fingers and said my prayers Ask for something that I always receive but then I turn right around and you would not believe... It's uncertain why I do what I do and I did I take a couple steps forward sleight the brains in my head seeing differently now and you don't know how you still effect me. Try as I might I'll only couple the breaks just a shape shifting ambulance I tear down the drapes and it's obvious yes, quite obvious I've lost the feeling. I said that too many times I have held my hands Scraped my knuckles on my stubbled chin Always ask forgiveness that I always receive Turn right around and you probably believe... ...it's a losing battle. |