we put the fun in funeral

Friday, July 28, 2006

everytime i get up he follows under my heels, no matter how asleep he is.

as i run away from everything i have ever known. just whisper in my ear:

"and the tears come streaming down your face
when you lose something you can't replace
when you love some one but it goes to waste
could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
High up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home"

so obvious. so much more brilliant than i could ever imagine to be.
be bright and shine. its dark. im sorry ive come so off course.
tell the pilot to clear us to land in your backyard.