Post by pig on Sept 17, 2004 6:51:02 GMT -5
well, hey there you
with nothing to say,
come down to lay on grass with me,
come down to me,
to touch my face.
i cannot open my eyes today.
oh beloved lover inside my head
you know my sin
you know my scent
i know these wings werent meant for men
am i alive? or living?
or living dead?
i hear you here you
have to stay, to speak
the words you havnt said!
i try to talk, but
without breath
the sound is trapped inside
my head.
well hey there you
with nothing to say,
i cannot touch, but as you walk away,
i prey that your absence will truely
leave me one day, but for now
death of love
turns the living - dead.
with nothing to say,
come down to lay on grass with me,
come down to me,
to touch my face.
i cannot open my eyes today.
oh beloved lover inside my head
you know my sin
you know my scent
i know these wings werent meant for men
am i alive? or living?
or living dead?
i hear you here you
have to stay, to speak
the words you havnt said!
i try to talk, but
without breath
the sound is trapped inside
my head.
well hey there you
with nothing to say,
i cannot touch, but as you walk away,
i prey that your absence will truely
leave me one day, but for now
death of love
turns the living - dead.
