 |
| Witness Spring Cleaning there's a method to the madness of this attic i'm accustomed to but every spring i try to visit with a brush and broom dust consumes this collection of souvenirs and tonight i'd like to erase any proof that you were here let's begin with a look inside of a shoe box here's my youthful aspiration to be 2pac a book on darwin with photos of the galapagos here's a picture of the father that i never got to know a shot my mother bathing her babies in a sink a mediocre poem that i wrote in golden ink and over here is a crate of academic records i traded in for vinyl when i learned i could apply em better it's apparent that i haven't cleaned in ages when i'm finding social studies books with porn between the pages born in fetal stages and cluttered ever since this attic needs the vacancy to make some room to think but in the corner there's a chest that's under lock and key and possibly the target of the cleansing and as it opens there's a part of me that's over it and part of me that wants to keep remembering dear john, i'm ecstatic that we met and i haven't been upset from the night we spoke on the beach it feels like there's a part of me that's hollow and i'll follow you because i think you've got the missing piece dear john, can't believe it's been a year, wish that you were here with me in this unfamiliar city i know you're insecurities are eating you alive, but i'm thinking of your eyes every time we... dear john, i'm the victim of a city serpent's venom and i'm being sent away in search of purpose it hurts that anniversaries are only words to me and lately i've been wondering why you thought i was worth it she ran shoe less through shards of my heart of glass toward a garden of golden roses with invisible thorns and her presence in my attic is an umbilical cord that pulls my physical form towards her miserable storm i stripped the picture frames of their faces and liberated shackled chain letters from my ankles and wrists and kept my fingers from the edges of the envelopes and anything that might have had a dance with her lips |
Videos
|
Add
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © 2007-2009 LyricWorld.com, LoiNhac.com
© 2009 lyricworld.com, loinhac.com are two of a family of companies in the LmVN Group.