This song used to be different they changed it

Don’t you have somewhere to be at seven thirty?

This song reminds me of doing acid in highschool with my gurlfriends

What if I told you
I needed to know you
From the second I thought
I saw you walk right past me.

Showing off your trophy scars,
I swear I was seeing stars
For that minute
or two
I knew you
were staring straight at me.

and I heard the words spill out my mouth
and form puddles in my shoes,
In transit
thereby
weakening
the knees.

Heard my conscience say
“you can’t be afraid
when there’s nothing left to lose,
Let the current
turn your
worries towards the sea.”

and everybody
needs somebody
to belong to;
for me it’s you.
and you could love me
if you’d only tell me that you want to,
please say you do.

you do.

But you were an island,
a heart like a calloused hand,
Time like sediment
collects
and isolates you.
All I saw in your eyes
were merciless coastlines
I prayed
One day
I’d brave your waves
and navigate you.

Put names to all your silent streams
and build upon your bones,
and hide your scars beneath the boulevards.
Such violent things,
the hurts and dreams,
the loves that you have known
All buried by the brakes of passing cars.

Because everyone’s arms
need something
to just hold on to,
for me it’s you.
And everyone’s heart
feels this hollow in the full moon,
You know it’s true,
it’s true.

The names we give things change themselves
and arrange themselves with time.

A blue eyed earth sign
sat me down
and told me everything’s alright.

The names we give things
change themselves
and arrange themselves
with time.

Took my head in her hands
and as she kissed me slow
said ‘all that’s ending is the night.”

The names we give things change themselves
and arrange themselves with time.

Eight years on,
she went and found herself a lover
out in California
big with child.

The names we give things
change
themselves
and arrange themselves
with time.

I said
you'd be
the one
to leave
and you just had
to prove
me right.

The names
we give things
change themselves
and arrange themselves
with time.

Eleven years out,
I’m still drinking
alone
still writing verses
that barely rhyme

Because everybody
needs somebody to belong to;
for me it’s you.
And everyone’s heart
feels this hollow in the full moon,
you know it’s true, it’s true.

Because everyone’s arms
need something to just hold on to,
for me it’s you.
I know you could love me
if you’d only tell me that you want to,
please say you do.
you do.

When You Die

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