now that i know what i'd hoped had to
be in mind was true and refused (and just
in time), do you wonder why? it seems
i let up with the dents of a near-collision.
i couldn't call, and wrecked and turned
up missing.
but, until then, i'm cutting to
the end:
it's cold in the light
(the one we never seemed
to find).
i opened the door instead, but, you knew
the lock (and the way i was looking)
and still not a thing was said. i guess
i can show that i thought i'd never
have you long. it's a wall that you feel,
but you're already slipping and away you
slide. can you take the ride? what
did it mean when we stood with our building,
slanted: high, and we spoke of harder
times?
i pulled the rafters down, but the ghosts
were only dropping
and since that night...
be in mind was true and refused (and just
in time), do you wonder why? it seems
i let up with the dents of a near-collision.
i couldn't call, and wrecked and turned
up missing.
but, until then, i'm cutting to
the end:
it's cold in the light
(the one we never seemed
to find).
i opened the door instead, but, you knew
the lock (and the way i was looking)
and still not a thing was said. i guess
i can show that i thought i'd never
have you long. it's a wall that you feel,
but you're already slipping and away you
slide. can you take the ride? what
did it mean when we stood with our building,
slanted: high, and we spoke of harder
times?
i pulled the rafters down, but the ghosts
were only dropping
and since that night...