therapy through chevelle...
Aug. 31st, 2005 06:55 pmBreath trust me and release
Climb hard or never be seen
Closed off rescue to breathe
Just bless me
Two side time
Your rebirth can't hurt
Branch out behind
The pain
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Had to turn and lay down,
You're the sting of disease
Phase you out should've seen this coming,
Go on confusing this soul,
Hold my breath til you rupture!
Three days aside your rebirth can't hurt,
Branch out behind,
Pride
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Like a leech,
I hold on as if we belonged,
To some precious pure dream
Cast off you've seen what's beneath
Now fail me
Forget Closure
Forget Closure
Forget Closure
Forget Closure
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
So breathe...
Climb hard or never be seen
Closed off rescue to breathe
Just bless me
Two side time
Your rebirth can't hurt
Branch out behind
The pain
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Had to turn and lay down,
You're the sting of disease
Phase you out should've seen this coming,
Go on confusing this soul,
Hold my breath til you rupture!
Three days aside your rebirth can't hurt,
Branch out behind,
Pride
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Like a leech,
I hold on as if we belonged,
To some precious pure dream
Cast off you've seen what's beneath
Now fail me
Forget Closure
Forget Closure
Forget Closure
Forget Closure
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
Closure has come to me, myself,
You will never belong to me!
So breathe...
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Date: 2005-09-01 12:05 am (UTC)Sitting in me hutch,
I like to sit up this end,
I don’t care for that end, much,
I’m glad tomorrow’s Thursday,
’Cause with a bit of luck,
As far as I remember,
That’s the day they pass the buck.
Pam Ayres 1947-
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Date: 2005-09-01 10:46 am (UTC)