July 2007
So if you don't mind
I think I'll wear my heart on my sleeve,
'Cause I'm tired of not being able to bleed
All of us are searching for an open arm.
Well, it's a shame how I curl up in the dark.
But I know, as they hammered those nails,into your beautiful hands
Your eyes they tried to search for mine
But I look away
Now your eyes are the only thing that can save me
I'm still afraid of
With my perceptions in a mix, down 20 miles through the Styx
To the cloudy town of Hellview population 96
Excessive vacancy well maybe in the shadow of an eye
All the strangers pass right through i