all the faces that i used to know
are foreign places to me now
just dots on a map i can't name
could i even call this home?
is the place where the heart falls apart
when i can't remember who i am.
why i came what i wanted even
how i got here from the start
so i'm smoking wasting time and days
and weeks and moths drift by (they slip)
right through my finger tips
those killing minutes are the inbetween.
Track Name: holiday
happiest of holidays to you my dear
i wrote you this card in the hopes you’d be here
i penned ten thousand words; i wrote them all down
then cut off the fat and something profound
will be found
i love you
so get up off your rocking horse and on your feet
throw on some cloths and head for the street
spend Christmas eve right here with me?
we’ll drink ourselves to sleep so our brains don’t freeze
in the cold,
it’s too cold…
last Christmas eve I saw you in red
and forgot all about the words that I said
i’ll never forget how you left me for dead
i’ll never forget I found you in bed
with my friend…
not a friend.
nervous and sweating as you reach my door
thinking decisions that I made were poor.
i open it so you throw my heart on the floor
exactly the reason that I love you more