Selasa, 09 April 2013

At Least I Was Here

dari The 88, At Least It Was Here

Give me your hands. Show me the door. I cannot stand, to wait anymore. Somebody said, be what you'll be. We could be old and cold and dead on the sea.

But I love you more than words can say... I can’t count the reasons I should stay.

Give me some rope, tie me to dream. Give me the hope to run out of steam. Somebody said it can be here. We could be roped up, tied up, dead in a year.

I can't count the reasons I should stay. One by one they all just fade away...

I’m tied to the wait and sees. I’m tired of that part of me. That makes up a perfect lie, to keep us busy. But hours turn into days, so watch what you throw away. And be here to recognize, there’s another way.

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