Look down on the body that you have grown Four mountains stand around you, they're not your own And light squares and bodies are all you see Since you
You kick the blow, now you've gotta kick the car You sat alone under billowing sky If I feel God judging me Well, I fell into the water and now I?m free
You're holding bits of Styrofoam With your face painted on to your friends You listen to them whine and moan About everything you can't understand Can
You were so smart then, in your jacket and coat My softest red scarf was warming your throat Winter was on us at the end of my nose But I never love England
I fell into the street, poison in my veins Clamber to my feet and into the night again Back to my home, back to my owner Who screams at my tardiness Put
He taps at my window Willing that I let him in I don't think I will though My heart's taken, I won't tell him again Maybe I'll write him a story and
If he wants to die in a lake in Geneva The mountains can cover the shape of his nose If he wants to die where nobody can see him The beauty of his
There is a man that i know, For 17 years He never spoke. Guess he had nothing to say. He opened his mouth on/in church one day, I listened with all of
Your holding bits of styrofoam With your face painted on to your friends You listen to them whine and moan About everything you can't understand Can
there is a man that I know seventeen years, he never spoke guessed he had nothing to say he opened his mouth on judgment day I listened with all of my
He could fall and she could weep But as holy are her feet and hard with mention But dear they may not speak We fell tight when there is tension and their
forgive me here, I can not stay he cut out my tongue there is nothing to save love me, oh lord he threw me away he laughed at my sins in his arms I must
You were so smart then in your jacket and coat. My softest red scarf was warming your throat. Winter was on us, at the end of my nose, but I never love
your soul as it floats out off the window To the world that you turned your back on, To the world that never really let you be, And I am Laura now, and Laura
Oh the cold wet wind blew over the heather you wrote \"charlie and mary for forever\" on the back of a rock that you picked up on your way and in that
oh naive little me asking what things you have seen you're vulnerable in your head you'll scream and you'll wail till you're dead creatures fade by night
I might be apart of this ripple on water from a lonesome drip A fallen tree that witness me I'm alone, Him and me. And then life it's self can not aspire
I fell into the street Poison in my veins Clamber to my feet And into the night again Back to my home Back to my owner Who screams at my tardiness, Put