I catch a hint of how you smelt on the first day that we met As I hang up your blue pants next to mine, we're intertwined In my closet and I'm reminded
Got a folder full of fragments You?re losing all acquaintances, losing your balance Over spikes, over trip wires, you?ve got such obvious style Put limits
Bottle rockets and smoke bombs lying dead on the sidewalk Are black marks on the concrete now but they were beautiful last night A picture of our life
I don?t want this Tinsel Glory Or Empty Praise that I can?t carry I want no more of this delusion I just want to come back home to you again Please make
You found a Three Leaf Clover Coin You said it was good luck and I think it will be Your eyes are broken glass the shattered light Shines on everything
Visit the Places where it all began When you?re not afraid you can start again Take one last look No pretense, no sentimental attachment The Veil?s been
I hope you?ll be ok baby please tell me if you?re gonna be alright I know what I?ve broken and that it?s not easy but I?ll stay up with you all night
Spaceships on the table and your reading is a window I can see through what this means Nothing can take this away from me I knew we?d end up where we
The clouds are holding up the dawn they're stilts or crutches I can't tell which one to keep the short days looking longer or to keep the sunlight from
I could have been there for you Like you needed me to Vision showed me the truth When my eyes closed for good Lost in latent darkness Beneath good humor
Please slow it down there's a secret magic past world that you only notice when you're looking back at it all I wanna do is turn around I'm going down
When the memory is a blank page and the teeth in your mouth are all cliches you heart is a bag of rocks your soul is a pile of ashes on the sidewalk
Come along with me now cause there are things I've been dying to tell you the best of the worst things that you never needed to know this is the kind
Lead me through these cities of imaginary trends something's gonna be changing come the morning time my friend as fickle as these streets are they might
Car 5032 of the union pacific is passing by on the right to bring back all the hopelessness of a trailer park in the old mining town where the irony
Death keeps calling me, she's gonna set me free no more sunshine sidewalk streets or misery like she did for you Oh Allen how you suffered lower east
My sun devil you are the only one From the first day I saw you at that show That?s the way it?s been Being able to admit when you?ve been wrong Is one
He reminded me that the only way to keep aliens from reading your mind is to wear a tinfoil hat friend and to wear it all the time Life keeps on changing