I'll be with you, my darling, when morning is nigh
And the whispers of the night wind go past with a sigh
For my heart is with you always as my thoughts drift to home
And the memories I hold near me where ever I roam
I'll come home someday just to have you by my side
For my dreams pull me back there like the moon pulls back the tide
For I will love you dear until the seas run dry
I am yours now and forever 'til the stars fall from the sky
I'll be with you, my darling, when sunset fills the sky
And the echos of the mountains are hushed by and by
For as darkness fills the evening and my thoughts drift to home
I'll remember you are with me where ever I roam
I'll come home someday just to have you by my side
For my dreams pull me back there like the moon pulls back the tide
For I will love you dear until the seas run dry
I am yours now and forever 'til the stars fall from the sky
I'll be with you, my darling
'Til the stars fall from the sky
6.17.2009
6.05.2009
i can't stay
away
from the things that will kill me
anyways
i'm the worst
kind of way
i'm a shattered broken seed
i am empty promise
and words you can't take back
but still i can't get rid of you
i'm a soulless hunger
for woe and wonder
but still i can't get rid of you
you won't be
proud of me
when you find out who i am
born for blood
and slavery
i barely understand
i'm dressed for success
and built for protest
but still
i'm a broken home now
i'm suspect but somehow
i still can't get rid of you
i've capsized, waiting
my resolve, fading
and still
i'm kicking, screaming
but you stay with me
and still
i'm not worth the effort
i can't pay for the penalty fee
but if i come without a dollar
i come with all i need
away
from the things that will kill me
anyways
i'm the worst
kind of way
i'm a shattered broken seed
i am empty promise
and words you can't take back
but still i can't get rid of you
i'm a soulless hunger
for woe and wonder
but still i can't get rid of you
you won't be
proud of me
when you find out who i am
born for blood
and slavery
i barely understand
i'm dressed for success
and built for protest
but still
i'm a broken home now
i'm suspect but somehow
i still can't get rid of you
i've capsized, waiting
my resolve, fading
and still
i'm kicking, screaming
but you stay with me
and still
i'm not worth the effort
i can't pay for the penalty fee
but if i come without a dollar
i come with all i need
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