Won’t you look me in the eyes
And say what you’ve been trying to
Lost in this sea
Of goodbyes
And the shining sky
Lying on your back you see it
What ive been telling you
No need to apologize
You got yourself into this
Broken glass
And faded dreams
Pretty people
Dying trees will wake up in the spring
When you let them
Can you see them yet?
What I told you
Was not a knife
What you sold me
Is still here.
Won’t you wake up?
Will you make another dream
Are you ready?
To find what you’ve been looking for
Baby boy
Please put down your sword
Its not a toy
Tearing up your insides
What are you waiting for
So its broken?
You can put it back together
Where are you going to?
You have a home
You have a heart
You still have hope
You left something behind
You aren’t getting it back
Until you ask.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
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