The dark heart of pleasure Comes in waves Or sometimes ripples Could I stop it if I wanted? At midnight the sun rose Bullying the shadows I just want
I know you There comes a time when the two Closest of friends have to choose Whether the grudge is enough If they are both worth the love Well I'll
So hard on conversation This shot of observation This child gave me perspective on loss How did this even happen? How do such sad things happen? Two
Take just what you need There's one more Young mouth to feed Prayer making a mockery Bushes and ragweed Lonely people collide Watching lives go by And
I've been shown by the shamer how to live The key was under her pillow all the time And holes dissapeared Maybe the shaming was done to her in turn Just
And from her mouth she barely whispers Wizened thoughts stay her tongue And her words are worth repeating "How the ash stains my hair..." And crawling
Best beware the beat amiss It proves i'm leaking life a little Next year will bring As many highs and lows And her in this house with me Will be a year
Please, take a seat I'm quite aware of the rituals that you keep Take a vow for your friends I'm sure they would've liked to have seen the end Make them
: The dark heart of pleasure Comes in waves Or sometimes ripples Could I stop it if I wanted? At midnight the sun rose Bullying the shadows I just want
: Best beware the beat amiss It proves i'm leaking life a little Next year will bring As many highs and lows And her in this house with me Will be a
: I know you There comes a time when the two Closest of friends have to choose Whether the grudge is enough If they are both worth the love Well I'
: Take just what you need There's one more Young mouth to feed Prayer making a mockery Bushes and ragweed Lonely people collide Watching lives go by
: Please, take a seat I'm quite aware of the rituals that you keep Take a vow for your friends I'm sure they would've liked to have seen the end Make
: And from her mouth she barely whispers Wizened thoughts stay her tongue And her words are worth repeating "How the ash stains my hair..." And crawling
: I've been shown by the shamer how to live The key was under her pillow all the time And holes dissapeared Maybe the shaming was done to her in turn
: So hard on conversation This shot of observation This child gave me perspective on loss How did this even happen? How do such sad things happen? Two
wasn't worth cashing in for a good time Oh Honey Child Not even Sweet Sixteen If you keep on keeping on You're gonna be long gone Long gone Oh Honey Child
