By distant moon
Date: 10 January 2001
Un-closed
Close the door I need to sleep tonight
You seem to think that we're the only ones alive
And that's ok
And that's ok
Close your eyes, I need to think to fight
You have this notion that we always end up right
But that's ok
That's ok
I suppose in the darkness
Your soul heals
The bitter taste of it all lies in my mouth
I suppose in your darkness
Your mouth returns to the sweetness of before
But mine just waits...to say I'm sorry
Close the blinds, I don't want the neighbors watching
You keep in mind that we always work things out this way
And that's ok
That's ok
Close your eyes, let us lay here together alive...
I always thought it would be like this
And that's ok
I suppose in the light
We will see what we might
but in the darkness we just lie together
The bitter taste of it all in my mouth is more than I can handle
And the truth of every word I've said
Comes spilling out in your dreams
Bursting from the poorly sewn together seams
I suppose in the right
You were the one to keep us afloat so long
And in the end it's wrong to lie
In a bed with un-closed eyes
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