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Monday, 09 November 2009

  • Hiding Places


    Come here with me
    A blacktop where we grew up
    Ivory towers where we knew love
    You knew these kinds of things were cliche

    Two more seconds and you'll fall in

    I've got this thing for you
    Where do we go from here?
    My choice would be out of our minds
    It's the one place no one
    Can pull a curtain over our day
    Sunshine always

    Stay high and see
    This city our hearts won't forget
    Autumn trees that turn blood red
    It's alright to think of somewhere else

    We're coming back here I swear

    I've got this thing for you
    Where do we go from here?
    I think we should just stay right here
    In the one place no one
    Will ever, ever find us
    Starlight hides us

    Two more seconds and you'll fall in
    We're coming back here I swear
    God only knows us before we sleep



Monday, 02 November 2009

  • Between Dusk and Dawn


    My chest is cold
    I'll relay the truth and it may shock you
    It may have you strung up by your feet
    God knows I've had enough
    Coughing fits
    Terrible trips
    This isn't a cross it's a chain
    Wrapping itself around again, and again

    Our lives are caught between dusk and dawn
    The occasional midnight beat
    Don't toy with me, say hope to me
    I've got a nagging fever and it won't quit
    Where's the spirit now?
    My skin is awake

    Who's got the cure?
    There really is a cancer to the soul
    Doctor, doctor I've got faith in you
    Pull the covers over
    Like I'm asleep
    Killed the bad things
    Push all the pillars down, a loud noise
    Always a sacrifice we love to avoid

    Pull my skin back
    Take out the black
    Let the good things in
    Let the good things in


Friday, 30 October 2009

  • Fast, Slow, We're Aglow


    Take a carriage ride out of this God-forsaken town
    Try and find a place to pray, a secret place to play
    Your heart out of everything that we'd call sanity
    Who decided what was sane anyway?
    I never agreed on it
    There was so much more to consider
    All the beauty and the bitter sides of risk

    Hallelujahs never felt foreign on my tongue
    The sea salt clouds swallow my thin frame
    It's like they know just how to stay inside my head always
    Tricky little devils and their games
    I never learned to play
    The only rule is there are no rules
    A binding freedom none of us can explain

    Oh, I forgot to say just how you change my posture
    They say, "It seems like you've lost your height, can you see my sea from here?"

    I can read you like your skin was braille
    The more nervous you get the more I'll hold you
    Everyone's afraid to touch but I think we should more often
    Call me sentimental if you want
    Lame legs still need love
    It's so selfish to keep it to ourselves
    We'll suck the sweetness right out of your lungs

    Spin on wounded feet
    In the middle of the night
    I'm excited to see you alive
    For a change of pace let's lie and sleep face to face
    As beautiful as your back is


  • Honeywood Floorboards


    It takes a little foresight to walk in the dark, doesn't it?
    The ground always grabs for your feet
    Like it's the last chance for happiness she'll ever have
    You didn't know that
    You couldn't come back

    We'll drink in the smoke to sleep with blurry eyes
    You will know them by their speech
    Scary sounds break at the thought of something real
    A scholar can't read me
    Your head can't conceive things

    Stacks of souls sing who we are
    I'm sick and tired of staying awake until 2 a.m.
    My body wants to sleep
    But my head wants to creep into the places I need to go
    Sweep out the corners I forgot held me once

    I am not afraid until I see the demon
    I am not afraid until reality seeps in
    God, this is such a thrill

Monday, 19 October 2009

  • Godspeak


    If the world ends I'm on the edge
    I can feel this moving inside me
    What would you say to the men we forgot?
    Could words make a difference now?

    If friction causes sound
    Then my life is a symphony
    Our kiss is a violin
    And if we speak too loud
    We'll bring our voices back down
    Whisper what we scream

    I want a house to call my home
    Bricks and steel to conceal my mistakes
    Some may say abandon is crazy
    So mark me as a man without a mind

    I'll live with greater abandon
    Than those before me
    Those who bore me
    Who will follow me?
    We'll scatter across the globe to find our way home


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    • Name: Cameron
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    • Gender: Male
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