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2005-05-02 21:16:07 ET So I wrote a song and I am guessing it will be obvious of what it's about. It's been a while sense I posted something so I'm thinking this is a good one to restart my addiction to subkultures. "(no title yet)" I hear the sound of your breathing next to me A string to my finger begging me to remember Will the morning light be my guide back into my mind Beg yourself to and I will hope for an answer to it all Is this wrong cuz I've never been one for being right Like a scribbled note written on the wall I can't wait til you open up your eyes so bright Ready and waiting for the next words to form on your tongue I'll just sit and watch and wait and wish for however long It takes time to stay this young and hopeful And I'm aging by the minute Reality means that you can't pretend your way out, this time That's the taste of bittersweet on your lips when you awake Take this regret for what it was when you are alive One day you will cling to the moments when you weren't in your right mind This is as real as real gets When the moment comes for the decisions we make to come to be We can learn something or we can learn to accept what time forgets I'm reminding the sun of the time the cock crows Like a bugler to the walls when the enemy finally shows And your not showing And I'm ready and waiting for the words to come and go Like they always do and will forever and ever more Sing the lines of "Never meant to be and never again" We don't have to play those games when it's all said and done You know this as much as I do It's only an addiction to believing you are wrong It will all be over soon You know you like it I can see it in your eyes Just open up and accept it with the moans and the sighs I'm not trying to argue here I'm just hoping to hold you close I hope it's clear |
