about the breakdown of communication between two people... wanting to say everything but knowing you can't say anything and so just growing apart.
VeRSe 1:
I wake and taste the film of blood
Trapped between my teeth
My skin - so fucking perfect -
Hides the fractures underneath
The fuses in my head
Rewired all to blow
Sometimes its so much better
So much better not to know
BRiDGe:
I tried so hard to hold on
But the apathy - it grew
I tried hard not to break this, but,
I wound up breaking me and you
CHoRuS:
Still reaching and groping for the prize
You know that when you try to speak
There's nothing in my eyes
Still seeking some glorious new day
You know that when I try to speak
There's nothing left to say
VeRSe 2:
We used to be so perfect
But it greyed and faded out
We used to have such valid things
To dream and laugh about
Now there's a fissure cut between us
And its grown ten thousand miles deep
Severed from each other we're
Awake but still asleep
BRiDGe
CHoRuS [x2]
Friday, 13 June 2008
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