i am sick of this obvious truth
so entrancing and hauntingly acute
too bright for my eyes and too far away
it takes my sleep and happiness, so i will say
"i know what is right, and you are wrong
but you know me too well, i am not strong
matching my breath and the way that i think
you have me by my hair and now on the brink
i see all of the cracks all too very well
please don't let go, i swear i won't tell."
the winds they taunted me, knowing my predicament
and the truth spoke so slow, i knew what it meant
"along with the drop, with its echoes so long
i know it in words, i know it in song
like the gold and the love and the knowing you desire
i've been waiting so long, and i am now so tired
you are a girl, you are depressed with a lie
the years make you weak, so why do you try
outside the skies are now gray, the rain it is falling
i think you know what this means, you know what is calling
or are you an old man left with nothing you know
waiting for memories and living with woe
a once proud demeanor now the source of your embarrassment
your gold is exhausted, your life it is spent."
the grip loosens now, the end it is near
but with nothing left to hide, i make sure it can hear
"yes, i am weak and at times unaware
but i am sincere, i do nothing but care
you say what i already know, i know who you are
you are the girl at night, sitting in my car
the shoulder for my shame and neverending tears
the hands i can take to hide from my fears
you are my best friend and i will never let you go
holding on tight when i'm at my lowest low
you are the boy staring so curiously at me
holding out your hands so everything i can see
you are everything i am not, which makes you all i need
so to you i call out, so i've planted my seed
you can let me go, but you won't allow me to fall
i know what you know, i saw what you saw
with all my colours and all my doubts and all of my love
everything deep inside and way above
these words that i muster, the movements i will make
the most fucking honest revelation, and nothing for your sake."
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