Here we are
At times it seems unreal to think that we could never be anything other then pictures in a book;
a letter's browning at each pages edge.
After all is done here we are still holding tight, our confusion doesn't help.
It's not that I'm not sure anymore.
It's not as if I'm unchanged by all these thoughts of carrying on.
As faithless as I am at least I still have revolution to love and hope.
Now that there's no use waking up I lay in bed for days;
sleep until I can't distinguish the stale air I breathe from this apathy.
But I feel some sort of freedom from being completely detached from everything;
maybe this is how it will be today.
Every waking now I lay exigent,
hearing every word you spoke so knowingly.
No boy could ever feel alone if he were your star as I was.
No boy could ever love as me
Sitting on your bed I feel your tension,
static in the atmosphere.
a letter's browning at each pages edge.
After all is done here we are still holding tight, our confusion doesn't help.
It's not that I'm not sure anymore.
It's not as if I'm unchanged by all these thoughts of carrying on.
As faithless as I am at least I still have revolution to love and hope.
Now that there's no use waking up I lay in bed for days;
sleep until I can't distinguish the stale air I breathe from this apathy.
But I feel some sort of freedom from being completely detached from everything;
maybe this is how it will be today.
Every waking now I lay exigent,
hearing every word you spoke so knowingly.
No boy could ever feel alone if he were your star as I was.
No boy could ever love as me
Sitting on your bed I feel your tension,
static in the atmosphere.
I wish you hadn't kissed me in my car downtown parked around the corner from my old apartment, the one that made us wish we were kids again.
I wish I could tell you but this blog will have to do.