who am i to think such big thoughts? such sky high deliriums and candy coated words? these strings of fear and love-that-can't's. and yet i must run free. a thousand deaths plague me nightly where i hide under blankets and stars.
i have empty frozen hands for you
this is not my place to say
and so i lip sync your destiny from magazines about homes
if only are the two biggest words in my head
500 feet and my two cant make it
the left is in hiding.
the right is holding me up like a tree
i wait for words that never come
and throw my heart out farther than the breaks of california
hoping it will hit somewhere safe and not the rocks
and i only hear the one voice that means nothing and
not the sounds my blood aches for
i may as well be impaled for all this freedom
still i dream of the desert
still i dream of you
while instead my body stretches out galactic and
never finding home
i have empty frozen hands for you
this is not my place to say
and so i lip sync your destiny from magazines about homes
if only are the two biggest words in my head
500 feet and my two cant make it
the left is in hiding.
the right is holding me up like a tree
i wait for words that never come
and throw my heart out farther than the breaks of california
hoping it will hit somewhere safe and not the rocks
and i only hear the one voice that means nothing and
not the sounds my blood aches for
i may as well be impaled for all this freedom
still i dream of the desert
still i dream of you
while instead my body stretches out galactic and
never finding home