...and
I went to bed
without a thought
of what you never said...
Your life is a ship in a bottle
...and...
I'm trying to shake it...
Trying to move the waves
in your heart,
turning it back
to what you once said...
Monday, March 21, 2011
I'll stay screaming in your sleep I'll stab out the moon and scare all of your sheeps...
...and it feels like I'm walking on rusty nails...
I'll stab out the moon and scare all of your sheeps...
