stay between the lines. balance on the wire. things i've heard or even said before. and still i turn. another try. making resolutions always with intentions
twenty-four more to go and it will be tomorrow one more day older one more day closer to some sort of end ten am and i'm already ready to say let's call
it's so hard for me to tell you how i feel. and i can never say exactly what i mean. you are my nineveh and i've been jonah from the start. and i can'
Records on the floor. I'm giving back whats yours remember us last weekend dancing to the psychedelic furs. I tried to tell myself that we could be alright
Radio man, get us a signal, we need to establish some communication. You're breaking up captain, repeat your position, receiving distortion, repeat your
i can tell by the sound of your voice. that you probably slept in your clothes again. and haven't left the house all day. you're writing in your diary
i've got to learn i've got to run there's too much fresh water in your ocean it makes me nervous a red cross on my chest and i'm donating a lot of blood
Sleepy eyes, crooked smile I think I may have lost the fight Falling down, fading out I think I'm done tonight Look at me now, I don't know how things
something to bloom but not my eyes i'm waiting for you alone in my room except for the flies looking for light my hands held with dark why is it so hard
i don't feel like being home. you can talk to the machine. i need a minute or two to be alone. so leave your message at the beep. i don't want your cold
Sleepy-eyed And bed headed Nine a.m., traffic jam And I'm late for work again There are planes overhead People going places And I'm dreaming I'm On my
woke up slow this morning to quiet walls and a sunlight flood. this place it seems so empty and everything except for this wait has left me. try not to
step up step down step in step out break in break out break up break down make up make out day in day out get up freak out dress up get down get down.
with less than confidence i continue on. feeling the thickening of falling short. bleeding but breathing still i stand. you may be king of the mountain
you spend all your time away from home you spend all your money too bad it's all gone you spent all your friends and now they're done you burned all your
they say what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, you know, stronger? and we're all given something inside drives us, thats inside us for the rest
i've been waiting here for you for so long and it's been several weeks since i last saw you there if you had only come around again then i might have
pass or fail. crash and burn. another painful lesson learned. so take it from me. you can't win this way. i'm thinking of how i can fill this hole in