"Tonight I Am Going To Wash The Hippy"
[Originally by Moneen]
Too late tonight, I'm gone and your miles ahead and I'm lost.
Throughout this darkened scene, clear skies are what I need. [x2]
The light resides in lines, offset in different times.
And I'm blinded by a sea of this strange memory.
Frames change and I'm still lost.
scene stills lay still in this fog, and I try only to see straight through into you.
Your eyes become so bare, an eager and empty stare.
And I'm blinded by a sea of this strange memory.
And I am...and I see.. it's just me.
And I drift quietly through the trees.
My mind separates from my body.
Days late, I'm not around now.. I don't care.
Dreams escape all my thoughts. Awake.
I dream of a fate I cannot escape, now it's too late.
Time dies in straight lines. Waiting, I can't take anything,
You try to believe everything, but I can't, but I can't
I have had better days in my night terrors. The depression goes back and forth, the meds can only do so much. I just can't shake the memory that I was supposed to be on a plane yesterday. I keep a good face to make people feel better about things, if I can't be happy at least I can make someone else happy. I have to stop looking at old pictures.
[Originally by Moneen]
Too late tonight, I'm gone and your miles ahead and I'm lost.
Throughout this darkened scene, clear skies are what I need. [x2]
The light resides in lines, offset in different times.
And I'm blinded by a sea of this strange memory.
Frames change and I'm still lost.
scene stills lay still in this fog, and I try only to see straight through into you.
Your eyes become so bare, an eager and empty stare.
And I'm blinded by a sea of this strange memory.
And I am...and I see.. it's just me.
And I drift quietly through the trees.
My mind separates from my body.
Days late, I'm not around now.. I don't care.
Dreams escape all my thoughts. Awake.
I dream of a fate I cannot escape, now it's too late.
Time dies in straight lines. Waiting, I can't take anything,
You try to believe everything, but I can't, but I can't
I have had better days in my night terrors. The depression goes back and forth, the meds can only do so much. I just can't shake the memory that I was supposed to be on a plane yesterday. I keep a good face to make people feel better about things, if I can't be happy at least I can make someone else happy. I have to stop looking at old pictures.
azrael_abyss:
i got you some miles davis and some coltrane.
