The ghost of you
I don’t like the steps I took
To get to look
Into your deepest feelings
I don’t like the place I’m in
Headspace within the hardwood and the ceiling
Cause if I’m restless
Then why do I
I want nothing but to rest my soul
And I don’t get this and I know why
You see sometimes things are just beyond control
But I don’t mind
But I’m not surprised to find that you do
I’m not surprised to find that you do
I know you do
And I feel fine
But I know the same does not apply to you
I know the same does not apply to you
So I guess that I’ll curl up and die, too.
Clinging to the remnants of perfection
Like most do after they break it
Not knowing which directions the correct one
Do I discard or remake it
Cause if I don’t know then I don’t know
But I may know someone that knows me more than I
And if I somehow could rest this soul
Maybe control could find its way back to my life
But I don’t mind
You see I know that I have done all this to you
To you
Yeah I’ll curl up with you
Until I die with you
Yeah I’ll curl up with you yeah my baby, yeah my darlin’
Until I die with you…
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