I spent a week drinking the sunlight of winnetka, california where they understand the weight of human hearts. You see, sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold you with the fear that it eventually departs. And the truth is i've been dreaming of some tired tranquil place, where the weather won't get trapped inside my bones. If in all these years of searching I find one sympathetic face then its there I'll plant these seeds and make my home.
I spent a day dreaming of dying in mesa, arizona where all the green of life had turned to ash. I felt I was on fire with the things I could have told you, I just assumed that you eventually would ask. So I wouldn't have to bring up my so badly broken heart and all those months i just wanted to sleep and though spring it did come slowly I guess it did its part, my heart has thawed and continues to beat.
I visited my brother on the outskirts of Olympia, where the forest and the water become one. We talked about our childhood, like a dream we were convinced of, and that perfect peaceful street where we came from. And i know he heard me strumming all those sad and simple chords as i sat inside my room so long ago. It hurts that he's still shaking from those secrets that were told by a car closed up airtight and a heart turned cold
I went to san diego the birthplace of the summer and watched the ocean dance under the moon. There was a girl I knew there, one more potential lover. I guess that something's got to happen soon because I know I can't keep living in this dead or dying dream, as I walked along the beach and drank with her. I thought about my true love, the one i really need, with eyes that burn so bright they make me pure.
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