Friday, September 11, 2009

Blow out on the sheet
Blow out on the sheet
Blow out on the sheet
So I can feel you breathe

Cover up girl
Concealed to a circle,
Drawing the curtain
Never know who’s looking
Cover up girl
Concealed to a circle

Empty ash trays on the street
Empty ash trays on the street
I’ll brush my hair with maybeline
And pretend it’s snowing,
Fling a flurry if its slightly pleasing

Blowing on the sheet
(strolling on the street)
So I can feel you breathe
(holding on your collar)
Struggling to keep
(like we’ve both seen a ghost)
What we manage to eat down
Screaming in the wind
(screaming in the wind)
And its more like a banshee
(Cause it reminds you of me)
Steam comes from the hall
And its more like we’re drowning (seeing)
Sails and flags are waving,
Or waves are crashing flags
And our limbs lifelessly are sailing,

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