in circles.
meet me there, in the blue
where words are not and feeling
remains. sincerity
trust me to throw myself into your door
i go in circles running down.
i dream to heal your wounds
but i bleed myself.
song about an angel
man: so i say still away sleep close my eyes
an image of your face traced in white sand
underneath undefined i lay down arms outstretched
i embrace the fall. and all the time i tried
to let you know discomfort comes clearly.
sometimes you see right through me.
angel: words. you're married to your pain
man: although you hit me hard i come back
the earth cries ease the pain. on the inside
run behind. which one will i face?
angel: thin comfort in what i say
my back is turned a halo my soul for a while
and all the time i tried to let you know
discomfort comes clearly.
the blankets were the stairs.
lost myself when pain from your heart left it's trace
in written words held like a seam i have no hand to heal
i can't imagine your emotions wrapped around inferior
hold that iron. inferior my hand to heal your wounds won't
heal my longing for your warm embrace why can't it see
the thinking to me my sense of one is open time to run and
drink like astiocles so sideways inferior hold that
iron. late again my breathing is leaving after yours
stay one time holding things i know you're asking for you're
always there inferior my time to let it go my brother
hold that iron time to collide your face is strong
your eyes want to unfold inside of me inferior. late again
my breathing is leaving after yours stay one time holding
things i know you're asking for throw away for these things
can go no longer.