the walls you've built - song 4

New Angels (1995) - strictly ballroom

“across the street”

belong to, your friends
as days go by, youll forget them
lost names, odd faces 
once golden,now faded
let it pass by, or do i face it
you’ll never, erase it
my skin is made of clay

Across the street

“love you from mom and dad” 
come in you’re safe now, the worlds not to trust (you)
i lay back to my dreams, it’s out of this world
I know kids your age, change phases like the moon
but when you find who you really are, It’s out of this world
It’s out of this world, It’s out of this world
it’s out of this world, It’s out of this world
It’s out of this world, It’s out of this world
It’s out of this world, It’s out of this world
time flies by, some say “get out and change world”
I love you from mom and dad, I love you from mom and dad

Love you from Mom and Dad

You gave me your hand as a promise and left it I'm recounting the steps to see what I did wrong , these feelings I get when I’m with you they can not be created again , like notes in a journal you tore from limb to limb , for all that’s been thrown away the feeling of one’s pedal how it caved at my flesh it seemed as if you never had hope so now all that remains here is the ghost of my failure to never keep us whole so now ill just sit here

torn petals (you made me a ghost now i’ll never be the same)

Continue The Past Lets Forget The Future

I swear I heard my pain in your voice. Echoes of my own thoughts. Maybe there's a place for me here. Maybe there's a place for me. If bioluminescence were contagious, I'd hope to catch your shine. Ears open, eyes agape and scanning pages. Tying my laces by tracing your lines. Voice that eviscerates me. Words cut through to the spine. All of these things you have shown me, they've burrowed into my mind. I've been searching desperately for someone like you inside of myself, hoping to find a brighter hue. So I'll keep putting needle down to vinyl when I'm feeling alone. Sound waves spilling into darkened corners to light up this home.

Frances

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