Graveyard, behind the church On a tree the crow is perched Lounging on its lowest branch No great secret, no romance I should leave this stupid town fearing that Id see you around. And I would not know what to say How you threw my trust away? In the dirt lies the body In the basketfruit is rotting From the grass cadaver rise if this is life Id rather die Misery, emptiness straw and bottle kept me sick Whats left of me? a floating ghost Not strong enough to safe us both Friends Take me by the hand I will walk you through the darkness I will make you understand, we were Friends Running endless through the night Until you told me that I changed Well I guess that you were right Living in squalor was a hideous sight Just chasing a dollar in the city at night You wanted to wallow in the pity thats life to a liar Swallowed in the ittiest bite Following what the idiots like and like an idiot, painted it the prettiest white Insidious, was the grip that it held fell down from Heaven, slipped into Hell I would never blame you for the curse that i was given by my father but to think that in your presence it wouldnt be exercised, why bother? and with the lump in your throat gone, lies gave you something to choke on. The girl was not the issue, I wont miss her, I might miss you Friends Take me by the hand I will walk you through the darkness I will make you understand, we were Friends Running endless through the night Until you told me that I changed Well I guess that you were right we were Friends! Did we think that we were pure? We were friends since I remember But we cant be anymore We were friends but we cant be anymore we were friends but we cant be anymore Graveyard, behind the church Carry us to the comfortable caress of the dirt Despair everlasting under the gray skies We leave friendship here so that it may die. Rain falls slow to the earth, and woe is me! Perhaps from its burial place will grow a tree climbed by you and I, but 5 years younger waiting for the undertaker to take us under. What made us wonder? What made us crumble like bricks? Maybe we were afraid of thunder. Cross silhouette in the dusk of November, the Boys make a pact to be friends Forever. This is like Never, Leaving us so soon? We feel the kinship die, leaving its own wound. We thought that we could survive anything, but what does Forever mean when youre 17
Posted on: Sat, 31 Aug 2013 02:57:56 +0000
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