Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Better With Tempo

I'm still standing in the rain
Waiting for you breath to fade away
I'm still sitting in the dark
Waiting for anything to start

It's getting even harder now
Hushing my hair from my face
I hear the cosmic forces
Laughing in outer space.

I'm tired of moving like a fool
So that you can sit up on your stool
I'm listening for the sound
To say you have still drowned

I'm dancing on the bridge
Stalking for my doom
I'm singing in the closed door
The empty space of fume

I'm cursing at the tone
Saying "Lord leave me alone"
I can't hardly keep my pitch now
I wonder if I'll know how

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