ive come to know this stranger so well
he holds me, tightly, in the arms of the night
in the dawn of day we separate again
to search for our own fallen angels on the side
to redeem our pasts in a fit of juvenile fury
under the stars, its all ok
because you cant see my scars anymore
and the silence deafens the cries
yours....and mine
my pittance of a heart, trying to achieve the impossible again
trying not to become enamored in a dream again
your jagged edges cut like the sweetest glass
my masochistic mind, falls in love
two fools among the masses
the bigger one, living in my head
i suppose weve all got our troubles
but boy, youve got such a perfect mystique about you
i still wonder why the past
being the past
can permeate my present, my future
youd better notify security
call your mother, and warn
send notice to your dearest
that ive lost it all again
.....perhaps, for you
is it a problem?
are your childs eyes
as scared, and empty
as the glowing green marbles of my face
passengers on the same ship
refusing eye contact
my arms will cross
i could head to mexico...
cover my eyes from the sun
and refuse what you have to offer
i could dock it all right here
while it safe
while it warrants little pain
while i sit here and say shit
because im lying
ive found solace in you
...dammit
you had to go and protect
send me off again,
to that childish land in my head
i wish i had the spine to say
what i have to script
what i have to play with inside of me
that when i listen to those jazzy skies,
im daydreaming
of you being there
in a virtual wonderland
of sanctity, and safety
that when i return to the night,...
i sacrifice my sanity
to write about you
and dream about this, and us, and me, and everything
and that i hurt
and i want to tell you
but i keep myself shrouded, protected
were just two fools on the same tiny boat
traveling...
to nowhere in particular,
for no apparent reason
i just have this feeling
this stellar notion inside of me
that youll be there at the last stop.
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there is freedom within/ there is freedom without/ try to catch the deluge in a paper cup/ theres a battle ahead/many battles are lost/but youll never see the end of the road when youre traveling with me....NF.
he holds me, tightly, in the arms of the night
in the dawn of day we separate again
to search for our own fallen angels on the side
to redeem our pasts in a fit of juvenile fury
under the stars, its all ok
because you cant see my scars anymore
and the silence deafens the cries
yours....and mine
my pittance of a heart, trying to achieve the impossible again
trying not to become enamored in a dream again
your jagged edges cut like the sweetest glass
my masochistic mind, falls in love
two fools among the masses
the bigger one, living in my head
i suppose weve all got our troubles
but boy, youve got such a perfect mystique about you
i still wonder why the past
being the past
can permeate my present, my future
youd better notify security
call your mother, and warn
send notice to your dearest
that ive lost it all again
.....perhaps, for you
is it a problem?
are your childs eyes
as scared, and empty
as the glowing green marbles of my face
passengers on the same ship
refusing eye contact
my arms will cross
i could head to mexico...
cover my eyes from the sun
and refuse what you have to offer
i could dock it all right here
while it safe
while it warrants little pain
while i sit here and say shit
because im lying
ive found solace in you
...dammit
you had to go and protect
send me off again,
to that childish land in my head
i wish i had the spine to say
what i have to script
what i have to play with inside of me
that when i listen to those jazzy skies,
im daydreaming
of you being there
in a virtual wonderland
of sanctity, and safety
that when i return to the night,...
i sacrifice my sanity
to write about you
and dream about this, and us, and me, and everything
and that i hurt
and i want to tell you
but i keep myself shrouded, protected
were just two fools on the same tiny boat
traveling...
to nowhere in particular,
for no apparent reason
i just have this feeling
this stellar notion inside of me
that youll be there at the last stop.
------------------
there is freedom within/ there is freedom without/ try to catch the deluge in a paper cup/ theres a battle ahead/many battles are lost/but youll never see the end of the road when youre traveling with me....NF.
