more Do what you must if that's what you wish, I can't be a pardon to this you have a sense that you were born with You'll find a way to make things
: Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed, you share with me. This night is wild, so calm and dull, these hearts they race, from
: Carry this picture for luck kept in a locket tucked in your coller close to your chest make it a secret shown to the closest friends and meet me at
will not break) I am fairly agile I can bend and not break Or I can break and take it with a smile And I am so resilient I recover quickly I'll
: Morning calls for pain relief A line above the step beneath The worst that you could do And the best that you could hope for Is hardly the best
looking for (is there any news) worth loving for (is there any word) worth lying for (is there trauma) is there anything (or a struggle) worth waiting for (am i missing
must be mistaken, cause i'm not fooling...this feeling is real" she said...she said "you gotta be crazy, What do you take me for? Some kind of easy mark
: Hey girl, you?ve got a smart way About you that makes me wish that I was smart enough for you Hey girl, you?ve got a fine laugh And I think that
: Pacific Sun, you should have warned us, it gets so cold here. And the night can freeze, before you set it on fire. And our flares go unnoticed. Dimminished
: I heard that you were home again, but you don't look like your back to me With your focuses changing your gaze is transfixed on a point that I can'
it But, they weren?t meant for this Chasin? the ghost of a good thing Haunting yourself as the real thing It?s getting away, away, away, away from you again Chasin? the ghost of a
: I was away for a while But I'm hoping someday you'll forgive me Though I don't deserve it I'll cherish it well if you give me one of your new starts
thoughtless execution You're the subject of this exhibition A willing cadaver, a willing cadaver. Scalpel, sutured. Made whole again. These cuts are leaving creases Trace the scars
out these lines Are you protected from trying times? Man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has Lord it takes a lonely one to wish
: I?ve been bleeding well From this old wound Cleaning it with salt, So it will still feel new Sometimes eyes turn black, And sometimes scars are tracks
for? (Was there trauma?) Is there anything? (Or a struggle?) Worth waiting for? (Am I missing?) Worth living for? (Or was the body found?) Worth dying for? (It's a
said, "You must be mistaken I'm not foolin', this feelin' is real" She said, "You've gotta be crazy What do you take me for, some kind of easy mark?"
for it But they weren't meant for this Chasin' the ghost of a good thing Haunting yourself as the real thing Is getting away, 'way, 'way, 'way from you again Chasin' the ghost of a