Day: December 3, 2013

Sinking.

Originally my thought process of the “sinking” being lifted was that I knew you were here. Thick and thin. There’s no going back this time. No matter what. That’s security.

Then…. As my mind kept going I thought. Maybe I’ve resolved that feeling cuz maybe you leaving again is just inevitable. And I’m trying to hang on to the happiness as best as I can while I have it. Before I get utterly destroyed, again. “Fault”, notwithstanding

I have a feeling it’s the former. Nay, I KNOW it’s the former. But the latter is interesting to me.

Pretty girl problems

Still remember how it all falls
No wonder its hard to hear when I just spilled it all
heart is heavy and the time crawls
i’m connected to her tears they’re falling through the hall
shes been down now for so long
she can tally up the years to ten and growing strong
doesnt matter if shes right or wrong
she will always have her hands on me when she is all alone, and i’ll be all alone,
and i’ll become the victim of a decade of emotion
come and close the door, whatchu looking for, and all the dirt is in the distance i promise
its over
make the moment last long
cause i know she wont always be here
she’ll be gone tomorrow
and i’ll be sitting on the same song
waiting on the day that she comes knocking on my door
and i am never wrong
the dirt is always brings her here, but it does her harm
no worries i’ll never be gone
and she will always have her hands on me when she is all alone, and i’ll be all alone,
and i’ll become the victim of a decade of emotion
come and close the door, whatchu looking for, and all the dirt is in the distance i promise
its over
she is all alone, i’ll be all alone, and i’ll become the victim of a decade of emotion
come and close the door, whatcha looking for, and all the dirt is in the distance i promise
its over

Word to The Paxtons