Just went through your
eyes,
And the battle was fine.
Couldn't stand to see you streaming.
Now I realize that I might have been
Part of the reason for your frowning.
And so I grey the heart and the shape,
That look that you gave, staring.
At empty help me back to awake.
And so I grey the heart and the shape.
Now the bottle plays a little factor.
Not the way I used to be, thankfully.
I was disguising a different matter,
Now I engage in everything, infinity...
Help me back to awake.
There were sentences with no direction,
Those are pieces that I put away.
There is sadness in the reflection,
One long look is all that it takes.
And the battle was fine.
Couldn't stand to see you streaming.
Now I realize that I might have been
Part of the reason for your frowning.
And so I grey the heart and the shape,
That look that you gave, staring.
At empty help me back to awake.
And so I grey the heart and the shape.
Now the bottle plays a little factor.
Not the way I used to be, thankfully.
I was disguising a different matter,
Now I engage in everything, infinity...
Help me back to awake.
There were sentences with no direction,
Those are pieces that I put away.
There is sadness in the reflection,
One long look is all that it takes.
Writer(s): Steven Matthew Holt, Brock Nicholas Lindow,
Thomas Daniel Noonan, Michael Glen Whitney
album: "A Snow Capped
Romance" (2004)
At The End Of August
The Heart And The Shape
Bloodwork
Kenai
Skin And Atmosphere
Song For The Fisherman
With Nothing Underneath
Destroy The Map
Installing The Catheter
Cure Eclipse
Waterhaul
Workhorse
Sad Lisa
At The End Of August
The Heart And The Shape
Bloodwork
Kenai
Skin And Atmosphere
Song For The Fisherman
With Nothing Underneath
Destroy The Map
Installing The Catheter
Cure Eclipse
Waterhaul
Workhorse
Sad Lisa
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