| Current mood: |  complacent |
| Current music: | Death Cab for Cutie - Transantlanticism |
A Sunset to Hold Onto...
I saw myself from the outside that day
Body weak and helpless, eyes glazed in dismay
I saw myself turn to search your eyes for guidance
But fire fell from the sky that day in nonsense
We were just friends, but I always liked you
I was too shy and hid my soul from view
Yet now as the clouds shriek hell's violence
I can finally hold your soft hand in silence
Shattered flecks of glass now collect on the grass
Like dewdrops of rain, they glow in a mass
My home looks haunted as it's shredded in two
But the home in my heart is forever with you
This world is bitter and I will not miss it
In your eyes I'll find solace from being a misfit
I would kiss you now, but my lips have bled dry
And my skin is crawling from the blood-red sky
The maw of the heavens has opened wide
Intuition rattles a final resting chide
Our eye's are still locked, now we turn in set
To watch the grand view of a bitter-sweet sunset
I felt your tears caress my cheek that day
It was the last thing I felt 'fore our bodies swept away
Like dust we floated and mixed with the earth
No longer a body, but remains of our mirth
I've never been a man to plead the world's end
But to touch your sweet hand, I would die once again.
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