lunes, 5 de diciembre de 2011

Maybe you dream but it tastes like poison

viernes, 2 de diciembre de 2011

The Death Of You and Me

High tide,

summer in the city

the kids are looking pretty

but isn’t it a pitty that the

sunshine

is followed by thunder

with thoughts of going under

and is it any wonder why the

Sea, is calling out to

Me, I seem to spend my

whole life

running from people who can

Be, the death of

you and me, ‘cause I can feel the

storm clouds

sucking up my soul

High tide

Life is getting faster

No one has the answer

I’m trying to face the day

In a new way

the botton of a bottle

is every man’s apostle

Let’s run away together you and me

Forever we’d be free,

free to spend our

whole lives running

from people who would

Be, the death of you and

Me, ‘cause I can feel the

storm clouds

sucking up my soul

Let’s run away to see

Forever we’d be free,

free to spend our

whole lives running

from people who would

Be, the death of you and

Me, ‘cause I can feel the

storm clouds coming

I’m watching my TV,

or is it watching me?

I see another new day

dawning

It’s rising over me

and my mortality

and I can feel the

storm clouds

sucking up my soul