hot i must get water racing towards the sun do or die break or burn i've still got so much to learn my breath is tearing with the dying sun racing towards the sun
work done Get your day?s work done Or soon you?ll be Racing with the sun. Make your plans today ?Fore the evening?s on Or you?ll end up Racing with the sun
my heart plays a metronome and my mind is trying to keep tempo though my hands are on the wheel, my feet stomp down and the gas burns faster through every
i know your hands i know your hands were designed to do more than right now you're just scratching the scabs off your knuckles only your dreams play an
're racing airplanes Passing over bridges under polluted skies Passing over bridges... And we're always on the go One more drop of gas We're racing airplanes
we chose this path and we tread new steps a new route vowing to hike the hills and dull the edges tips blistered and calloused even though we fuel our
you're finding proof i was right there where you are asking me to name all the landmarks disconnected, distracted by the carnivals and theme parks now
The air is bruised With ghostly fumes Of condensed smoke But in my interpretation The world's not moved She sleeps tonight The harvest breeze will refrain
give it to me straight, doc symptoms show me something i've had before that i could never name to cure tell me there's some kind of human error 'cause
i hope right now you're drowning in your tears and your lungs will burst more than ever flooding your room there's no way out this time you're better
the door is closed the lock is latched and i'm the first to have my fingers under this one could anyone see them? i got both hands on the knob pulling
Perfection, We cannot live as prophets We cannot sleep tonight Given life's breath Everyday's a privilege Nipping at our heels Attempting to lead us
Day dreaming as I take this routine stroll Leap over sidewalks Skipping stones to ripple this still reservoir I've been mislead I've hindered someone
the more borders we cross the shorter life seems you start to care more about your health start questioning and i am cursed like Kane to wander these
My wallet It's only getting lighter I'll keep it folded for now It's a paper weight And I'd love to say it's easier to move, To breathe, to walk So much
Someone tell me why Would an angel Pull the feathers from her wings Pluck the feathers from her wings Did she soar too high Lost all control When altitude
You poke too hard. there you would murmer. not audible enough...a tremor undetected I guess I did tap your shoulder too hard now I've pushed out off shore
It's your game you have managed to grab everyone's attention the spotlight scorching your flesh caught between the pedestal and ceiling I can't just stand
