Testo
Her skin has cracked up from the sun
A megaton of broken bones and shattered dreams
She stares her likeness in the face
All it's place, her heart is bursting at the seams
I'm not afraid
Of living alone
To make mistakes
I'm trying hard to love everybody
A feeling not unlike I'm breathing on a
window and then watching all the world fog up
Revealing all the outlines of people who are
different but their bodies now merge into one
I hope that looking back will never weigh you down
Don't make a sound
You'll find there's much more to
life than attempting to hide in the crowd
She's often lost in conversation
When she speaks there is no substance to her words
There's always underlying notions. Small emotions
Looking back to move forwards
I'm not afraid
Of living alone
To make mistakes
I'm trying hard to love everybody
(I'm much too tired to carry on)
A feeling not unlike I'm breathing on a
window and then watching all the world fog up
(I'm much too tired to carry on)
Revealing all the outlines of people who are
different but their bodies now merge into one
I hope that looking back will never weigh you down
Don't make a sound
You'll find there's much more to
life than attempting to hide in the crowd