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I wonder if one day
All the cracks in the sidewalk
Can be something greater
Next to broken houses
Fitting broken people
The things I shouldn't say
I'm afraid they're spoken
And the staircase rails are rusty
And the paper doesn't feel the same
And the trees outside
Never felt so empty
And there's warmth I know, it's
Lurking somewhere out here
But it doesn't fit right
Nothing ever fits right
The one thing I do want
The one thing I don't have
The one place I can sit
The one place I can't stand
And death seems so pretty, doesn't it?
As pretty as the winds blowing in from outside
But when I choose to chase them
They lose all the glory
Disconnection's Connection
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There's muddy thoughts I live in
That keep me hiding from blankets
Trying not to think
Feeling a little soulless
Every morning's a fresh start
And that's not really a good thing
'Cause every morning
Turns to regret by the evening
Feeling a little soulless
Lose a breath, maybe a second
Maybe an hour, as if I wouldn't care
I try to figure out what every sound is made from
I think about the fridge, I think about the front door
There's cracks in the ceiling, there's cracks on the sidewalk
Feeling a little solace
I think you're thinking too
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Collection cometh~