Tuesday, June 06, 2006
#5
Empty cans lay astrewn
across my own face
motionless and silent
as my thoughts race
will i ever be clean?
freed from the grime
or i am attracted to dirt
it's just a crime
across my own face
motionless and silent
as my thoughts race
will i ever be clean?
freed from the grime
or i am attracted to dirt
it's just a crime
#7
sitting alone in the car
alone at the steering wheel
journey never looked so far
when you're around
now that you've gone
into the meandering distance
it's all dead on the phone
with everything else
i mask this pain
i fight the brain
i can't move now
can u tell me how
alone at the steering wheel
journey never looked so far
when you're around
now that you've gone
into the meandering distance
it's all dead on the phone
with everything else
i mask this pain
i fight the brain
i can't move now
can u tell me how
