dimanche 26 décembre 2010

travelling

Looking so frail to me

Building imaginary bridges to your endless envy,

A few months and some days faithful to a fragile sobriety

Are you overcoming some adversity?

Is your troubled mind overcoming her, overpowering me



You're calling in the night, someone that can not hear,

Oh you're drawing in the night, a map to someone who desappeared

This is what you lost, on your way to the top,

Travelling alone- when she packed your bags, when she packed your life,

She's all you got. She was all you had



Let you use someone else's voice to tell this story,

Let you abuse a few of my words to get you where you want to be

Guiding you to a wall of people stabbing people' sympathy

Such a love, such a lie you're making at destination,

Away from your careless days at sea chasing inspiration

Reaching for talent, lost in translation

Reaching for talent, lost in translation.

dimanche 12 décembre 2010

Spent some nights studying your face
Learning your pride, what was left of your grace,
Your tormented soul, your eternal affairs
You always paint your own sky, the shade it deserves.

But you're in black and i'm all white,
You're standing still, i'm moving fast
Trying to stay out of your sight,
I can almost hear bones breaking tonight
I can almost feel bones breaking tonight.

mardi 7 décembre 2010

without notice.

Get out of this taxi,
Because you used to walked to us and run to me,
Counting the bottles on your floor,
Wrapped in the sheets you can't escape from,
You look so small sometimes,
You look so small to me.

I still hear the music through the walls,
Some words echoing more than others,
Because this door never closes properly,
Close it please, lock it for me
You changed it all and you changed me.

And you say,
She's making you write,
Making you write and you can't stop
She's making you write,
You're writing down the past while she's growing up
You're writing down everything you'd die to remember and you're breaking her up
You're already fucking her up.