Typically i hold my breath
and i still watch the way you used to be...
the general is drowning me out with static
remember how i forgot to say
the rain clouds are calling me out today
put off every old way, every old face
put off every time yesterday moved too fast
you woke me up to say
sweet was the wine
sweet was the opium feathered sole
sweet was the way you lost control
sweet was the way you left me for my better half
typically i hold my breath
and i still watch the way you used to be...
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
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