Texty:
Some By Sea On Fire Igloo

When you walk by, I turn out my light. This lock-lipped silence, it proves I'm right that there's no place for the shallow hopes of young entertainment

the way. Undressed by the telephone, surrounded by some empty changes. A time bomb pressed against my ears and you felt so far away. Goodbye to the stolen cars on

us up and down. They bring us to our knees and we're blank until we find an easy end. Asleep in empty sheets, there's a knock saluting desperations' on

flaunting. I stood in line for hours to take a chance on a night without a cineplex, but you feed me guilt when all I want is sojourn. So, paste on a

son, march into place and break that sound barrier. Oh my eager eyes, you look just like a friend. But the light plays tricks on eyes, on eyes, on me.

won't let you know that you're second best. I promise you, dear, I"ll always be there. Just close your eyes and hang on for the ride" Another day, another