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tirsdag 17. januar 2012
Seventeen
Rowing the campground up by the lake where we swam.
We were hunting for snakes,
but we couldn't find them.
Surrounded by nothing,
but the nothing's surrounded by us.
But it's just me in my room,
with my eyes shut.
When I was seventeen,
my mother said to me
"Don't stop imagining. The day that you do is the day that you die."
Now I pull a wanton carriage,
instead of the horses, grazing along.
I was having fun.
We were all having fun.
mandag 16. januar 2012
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lørdag 14. januar 2012
#1
Oh meet me when the morning fails on the fields of desire
Oh meet me when I lost my part in the choir of dusk
Where the promise to lead what is right
As we both know how fields will turn white
And know I will never speak of days
Cause I know you wont count them.
No we have never grown a day from the poison we shared
And we're walking our crooked backs home
But will we ever confess what we've done?
Guess we're still kids on the run.
And no we will never be a part of the pictures once taken
When we're feeding fire with the flames til no memories gone
And the cold sky will write us a song
But will we ever confess what we've done?
Guess we're still kids on the run
And the reflections in their eyes
Sure could paint us as killers
Oh, I'll be there.
And til the terror of our time
Could forgive us as lovers
Oh, lets break some hearts
And no i will never speak of ways 'cause i know you wont try them
But all the weapons raining from the sky will be ours to embrace
And the cold sky will write us a song
But will we ever confess what we've done
Guess we're still kids on the run.
Oh, I'll be there.
And til the terror of our time
Could forgive us as lovers
Oh, lets break some hearts
And no i will never speak of ways 'cause i know you wont try them
But all the weapons raining from the sky will be ours to embrace
And the cold sky will write us a song
But will we ever confess what we've done
Guess we're still kids on the run.
Oh meet me when I lost my part in the choir of dusk
Where the promise to lead what is right
As we both know how fields will turn white
And know I will never speak of days
Cause I know you wont count them.
No we have never grown a day from the poison we shared
And we're walking our crooked backs home
But will we ever confess what we've done?
Guess we're still kids on the run.
And no we will never be a part of the pictures once taken
When we're feeding fire with the flames til no memories gone
And the cold sky will write us a song
But will we ever confess what we've done?
Guess we're still kids on the run
And the reflections in their eyes
Sure could paint us as killers
Oh, I'll be there.
And til the terror of our time
Could forgive us as lovers
Oh, lets break some hearts
And no i will never speak of ways 'cause i know you wont try them
But all the weapons raining from the sky will be ours to embrace
And the cold sky will write us a song
But will we ever confess what we've done
Guess we're still kids on the run.
Oh, I'll be there.
And til the terror of our time
Could forgive us as lovers
Oh, lets break some hearts
And no i will never speak of ways 'cause i know you wont try them
But all the weapons raining from the sky will be ours to embrace
And the cold sky will write us a song
But will we ever confess what we've done
Guess we're still kids on the run.
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