Thursday, February 18, 2010

The Cab

I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh, what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks
And there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.



And it is true what you say,
THat i live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.

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