Friday, July 17, 2009

maybe kids, a dog and a microwave



We had cities in the world

And so very little time

And now we’re back at home

In love with old memories from ghost towns

“Trust me everything will be just fine

…only if you take me off your mind”

The fact is that we won’t ever know

what will ever come and hit us next

You said you wanted love?

So I guess this is you will get with it.

And there you keep standing

with your heart upon your sleeve

Always knowing from the start

that the choice in me it was to leave.

And please do know that when my foot is out the door

I really don’t know where it’s heading for.

And maybe… we’ll wake up in a city far away

And maybe we’ll make up someday

It doesn’t matter anyway

Right now I can’t be happy if I choose to

Knowing that in the morning I will lose you

So close your eyes and come to bed

Forget the talks we should have had

Lets count to ten in between breathes

Because this is as good as it will ever get

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