On campfire starry night, we’ll have a talk
I’ll tell him all about it, and we’ll laugh. We better.
And we won’t have to race again against the clock.
On campfire starry night, we’ll have a talk
I’ll tell him all about it, and we’ll laugh. We better.
And we won’t have to race again against the clock.
To him my truth. I’d rather let it lie.
It won’t do any good, will only make a mess.
I’d rather spend my time teaching my heart to fly.
To him my truth. I’d rather let it lie.
It won’t do any good, will only make a mess.
I’d rather spend my time teaching my heart to fly.
In vague and sorry poetry, i guess, but nonetheless
I loved him. There, I said it. Pen on paper.
And he, right now, I’m sure, could not care less.
In vague and sorry poetry, i guess, but nonetheless
I loved him. There, I said it. Pen on paper.
And he, right now, I’m sure, could not care less.
Now that I ran away across the world, again
Because I’d never let my life to just be simple
The suffering’s a spice when life’s too plain
Now that I ran away across the world, again
Because I’d never let my life to just be simple
The suffering’s a spice when life’s too plain
But only in my head I’d ever really dare.
Because, in truth, I was the only one to look
It was delusional of me to ever keep the stare.
But only in my head I’d ever really dare.
Because, in truth, I was the only one to look
It was delusional of me to ever keep the stare.
Our interests collided with the brightest spark
It lit up all my days, my lonely, wishful nights…
When I would fantasize of love, in inky dark
Our interests collided with the brightest spark
It lit up all my days, my lonely, wishful nights…
When I would fantasize of love, in inky dark
Seen him in dreams, and told him many stories
Ever since he saved me from my childhood strife
Now miles and states away, my thoughts in California
Seen him in dreams, and told him many stories
Ever since he saved me from my childhood strife
Now miles and states away, my thoughts in California
The way I might’ve liked for him to look
Because we are quite different, fundamentally
On matters of which there were written many books
The way I might’ve liked for him to look
Because we are quite different, fundamentally
On matters of which there were written many books
Where I see rain and drama, he sees weather
And where I only fathom electricity
He sees projections, outcomes, woven strings of letters
Where I see rain and drama, he sees weather
And where I only fathom electricity
He sees projections, outcomes, woven strings of letters
But in my soul, I think I always knew
I’d never put it into words, express it clearly
And he would never know what he’s to do
But in my soul, I think I always knew
I’d never put it into words, express it clearly
And he would never know what he’s to do
I went completely blind to all my own desires
I buried feelings deep, no time to cry or mend
And let one get away. One I admired.
I went completely blind to all my own desires
I buried feelings deep, no time to cry or mend
And let one get away. One I admired.
I floated years like an abandoned island
All ships incoming sent away a mess
Even if they carried joy capped in a vial
I floated years like an abandoned island
All ships incoming sent away a mess
Even if they carried joy capped in a vial
You learn to swim, as well as build a boat
But I, instead, began attempts to flee
To build myself a prison, and a moat.
You learn to swim, as well as build a boat
But I, instead, began attempts to flee
To build myself a prison, and a moat.
that is where your soul is going, after all this noise
let’s go out with a bang, let our primal out
after all thats all existence ever was about.
that is where your soul is going, after all this noise
let’s go out with a bang, let our primal out
after all thats all existence ever was about.
while we’re walking off a cliff, let’s have a little talk
you should know there’s no way back, it is only fair
it is cruel, after all, to let you choose your fate
while we’re walking off a cliff, let’s have a little talk
you should know there’s no way back, it is only fair
it is cruel, after all, to let you choose your fate
pulling our entire worlds into a money con
foresight? any consequences? please don’t make me laugh
when the world burns to the ground no one will give a crap
pulling our entire worlds into a money con
foresight? any consequences? please don’t make me laugh
when the world burns to the ground no one will give a crap
Are tired yet of random strangers asking for your feet?
maybe its your bone structure, maybe its your style
definitely not our fault that people are so vile
Are tired yet of random strangers asking for your feet?
maybe its your bone structure, maybe its your style
definitely not our fault that people are so vile
here’s the cutest ever puppy, here’s a starving child
give us all your energy, buy all of useless things
till you’re drained of soul and money we’re right under your skin
here’s the cutest ever puppy, here’s a starving child
give us all your energy, buy all of useless things
till you’re drained of soul and money we’re right under your skin