Letras:
10 4 Eleanor

: Congratulations are in order You made it out alive You don't have to have a conscience I'll be far out of your sight Counting all the things I have

: These streets are paved with bloody asphalt And all roads lead to the capital The people stand there holding their hands out And they're begging for

: You left me like a bird leaves it's pedestrian soul Stranded on a desert island You just flew away And I'm stagnant as the sky; a backdrop for your

: I'm brave, or at least I used to be But another day is gone and you've gone away And that's ok, I've learned to live with my mistakes I keep them safely

: This room revolves at 33 RPMs And this broken record is all I?ve got These crooked walls are all I have left to protect me From the pain that waits

: Looking back today at songs I wrote in this notebook: They were all for you. Looking back today at a history of forty pages. This will be the last

: This demeanor is the sum of foolish dreams And all the smiles for which I've fallen This crooked grin is for the eyes that trod my heart And for the

: My mind's at home here in this cold November breeze. This frost, it stabs my skin, and grays the branches of these trees. My breath is a ghost as it

: My frustration is a product of biotic routine, And so is the faith that puts you down on your knees. You can sail that ship the width of oceans and