Winter Kill II

WINTER KILL II
This is our Winter kill. This is our greatest fear. This is our Winter kill. This time all too clear. This is our Winter kill. This is our pain filled heart. This is our Winter kill. This is us falling apart. And we wish we didn't feel. Something we miss. And we wish this wasn’t real. And we take it all back. The things we said. That make us feel like that. And we wish we didn't feel. We’d give it all away - Just to have somewhere to go to -         We’d give it all away - Just to have someone - To come home to. This is our Winter kill. This is our dead dream. This is us pretending. This is all we need.	This is our Winter kill. This is all too real. This is our Winter kill. This is how we feel. This is our Winter kill. This is our pain filled heart. This is our winter kill. This is us falling apart. And we wish we didn't feel. the pain of what we miss. And we wish to heal. And we take it all back. The things we’ve done. That make us feel like this. And we wish we didn't feel. The need to give our heart away - Just to have somewhere to go to - Giving it all away - Just to have someone - To come home to. This is our Winter kill. This is our dead dream. This is us pretending. This is all we need. This is the winter kill. This is us - giving it all away. Just to have somewhere to go. This is the winter kill. This is us - wishing we had. Somewhere to call home.
2013.02.24 @ 0435

Fear Of Flying

               Fear Of Flying
             ( Kay Jay 07 )
 
you may be wary of fallen stars
they're always chasing rainbows in the dark.
the aerial view of your broken heart
all those hits have left a mark.

 

a fear of flying is eating you up
sitting behind your safety walls
we think it's absurd that an angel
should have a fear of flying at all

you may be wary of ghosts in the dark
they know your secrets they know your past.
all of your demons are doing their best
ensuring that your loneliness last’s.

a fear of flying is eating you up
sitting behind your safety walls
we think it's absurd that an angel
should have a fear of flying at all

you should be wary of your self sabotage
keeping at a distance the ones who adore.
the aerial view of your broken heart
screaming silently I want something more.

a fear of flying is eating you up
sitting behind your safety walls
we think it's absurd that an angel
should have a fear of flying at all

you should be wary of ghosts of the past
because their intent is to keep you alone.
they're making an aerial map of abuse
so you ignore the one who’ll make your house a home.
 
2012.02.13 @ 0625

The Pounding Fever II

THE POUNDING FEVER II
    { a version of track 12 }

We feel the pounding fever,
   it’s in our head we know.
As we try to clear out
   it’s betraying tone.
When it’s all gone wrong,
   it’s hard to believe in love.
IT CAN'T RAIN FOREVER
THE PAIN WILL PASS WITH TIME.
THE HURT WON’T HURT FOREVER.
THOUGH IT SEEMS A LIE.
THE TEARS KEEP US TOGETHER.

We fight “the pain” daily,
   shaken to our very core.
And we wonder if,
   we will ever have more?
Or is this all there is?
Just the pounding fever -
   it’s all in our head we know.
As our heart closes,
   and her coldness shows.
Then it all goes wrong,
   it’s so hard to believe in love.
IT CAN'T RAIN FOREVER
THE PAIN WILL PASS WITH TIME.
THE HURT WON’T HURT FOREVER.
AND THOUGH IT SEEMS A LIE.
THE TEARS KEEP US TOGETHER.

We wander the streets lost,
   and wonder where to go.
As we’ve tried to find us,
   we’ve come to know.
That the pounding fever,
   and the heart stays closed.
How could we believe in love,
   when it’s always gone wrong.
IT CAN'T RAIN FOREVER
THE PAIN WILL PASS WITH TIME.
THE HURT WON’T HURT FOREVER.
THOUGH IT SEEMS A LIE.
THE TEARS WILL KEEP.
THE TEARS KEEP US TOGETHER.

2013.02.12 @ 0435

Already Knew

       ALREADY KNEW

we were going through boxes
   we’d packed in “our” home.
Found a small folder
   still smelt of your perfume.
There in the pages,
   in your sloppy script.
Was the letter you wrote us,
   when you said goodbye.
As soon as we saw it,
   we lit a fresh smoke.
Tried to cover emotions
   we knew it would evoke.
We took a deep drag,
   and as we read.
We knew it was foolish,
   we already knew what it said.

Scenes from our romance
   bounced ‘round in our head.
Then we remembered the many
   you’d had in “our” bed.
But rereading your words
   still ripped up our heart.
You lied “I still love you,
   but we must part”.
We just kept reading
   put out our smoke.
Reached for another,
   and fumbled for a light.
Tried to remember “our” loving,
   but only could “our” fights.
And after all of this
   we’re finally out of love with you.

2013.02.05 @ 0525