beneath the empire. the band my brother’s in. their great. :]
Almost gone. Here we sit. Something is being left unspoken. …between you and I. Maybe I should forget these things that haunt me, But I know my heart won’t let them go. You’re going to be gone by next week, And what will be left for me? As the dust continues to collect And the wallpaper starts to peel away. Quiet lingering words are somewhere Behind our lips Afraid to escape. For one doesn’t know...
Italicized words are song title. I hit shuffle on iTunes to get the titles. Darlin’ what are we doing here? With all this time & confussion All seems unwell, As we sit here on top of the World. Sorrow will take a little of your time With Kindly Unspoken words. A cadence plays to tell you Never take friendship personal. Darlin’ you’re ever so inviting to some, Their foreign language. But you...