Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Recovery

I've got a scab where the glass cut through my skin
I've got the piece of glass in case you make me prove it

When the lights come crashing down
and the building catches fire
When the mood is so goddamn tormented
and there's nothing to inspire

There's finally a chance
for some true romance
You can look up to my face
and I can catch your falling glance

When we're at our worst and hanging from our damaged thread
There's nothing to be afraid of, we can live our lives instead

When the lights come crashing down
and the building catches fire
When the mood is so goddamn tormented
and there's nothing to inspire

There's finally a chance
for some true romance
You can look up to my face
and I can catch your falling glance

1 comment:

Alyssa <3 said...

I really really really (yes all three where necesary) liked this.

It had a nice flow, and sends true feeligns out through its words...and believe me thats hard to do...