If you think you're throwing words to the wise, the first thing that you ever felt, inside and under your belt To a place that smothers children Caught
I had a lust, I had a firecracker I had a love for the sound of this world I'm still in love, It's just a stab at laughter It's just a mark of the people
I was going hungry and lazy here When you stopped me in my tracks I was going crazy; I was desolate and ready to kill But maybe I believe in another place
This time of night I could call you up I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes If I die clutching your photograph Don't
I'll be the one to let this roof cave in on me Buried in this house, this wooden graveyard by the sea We push away our families to understand our needs
I wanna, I wanna drown you in a pool of blood And I wanna, I wanna fix you like a hawk But I never had guts, no thanks I'm without it's touch Soft money
I had a lust. I had a firecracker I had a love for the sound of this world Im still in love its just a stab at laughter It?s just a mark of the people
Late summer sky, two colors deep, three wide and a third all by And set to try to take away the shadows from your eyes You shift and sigh, do we live
Lonely boy, where do we go I'm stuck believing in the other side stuck on my own run fast, you're dreaming no place to hide safety in things i'm dumb
Those seven months I spent rolling around on the floor Just like a crippled bird I had my back through the door Still I turned my nose up at the water
Open your eyes and stretch your hands This house is clean but it is not my home Did I make this bed The two hands touch on two Sometimes I think of some
Every day I picture things falling down Landscape all tossed around In cities I start to drown But when I stop to push the fear out of me Come steady
Life on the margins Little looks we have to steal I want to run like vagrants hand in hand across this field But I know the way you are I could fall into
I can take a road Takes a little longer Walk before the house where we had our games Suffering life, play, making, we discovered fire People like you
Steven, I love you, I can't grow past you, I'm, homesick in spite of the place that I fostered and styled to raise this child who keeps me in pitch and
We had no business doing what we did i was defacing buildings like a latchkey kid we were fed up and busy on the losing bid it was cheap and easy but
Lights are fading, the feeling is back This is the closest thing to disaster Keep on fading, snow white into black The kind of thing you laugh about after
Dream love come into me easy washed out and breezy the rivers occur Beneath the sky lines swallowed up by towers too many hours spent eating the world
