there's something about tonight that just doesn't feel right. I can't shake it off, oh and trust me I've tried. all I can think about is that silly old leather string that was tied to his wrist. my mother tells me "Don't worry, everything will become light."
How long must i stare through this window, and see the things i need. cause I've been looking down for days, hoping to open that stare across your gaze, and i see myself inside your weary eyes. And how long must i sing these sorrowful solos? teach me all the things i need to learn, all that i need to know, to bring you back. I sing these hymns to call you in, i shout these songs to let you know. I use my voice to fill the space that I'm in. You were drifting, now you're gone, you were weak but now you're strong. now show me signs to let me know that I'll be okay. On the forest floor is where I'll lay, cause I'll keep singing these hymns to call you in, and I'll keep singing these songs to let you know.
My mind (heart) wont stop thinking of that night and those northern lights.
We ran those fields of gold and i watched you hold my hand through it all. Its august 21st, and i remember you stood there in front of me. i untied that silly old leather green string from my wrist to yours. "my love for you is cavernous" you said. If so, then why am I here singing our song solo?
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