The snow is really coming down
The wind is whistling all around
I'm wondering how you're doing now
But I'm guessing you don't care
this serves as a method for me to un-incumber myself from the wheels of academia that have been circling my skull for the last lifetime. everything i do in this blog will be in the vain of rebelling against academia and any other establishment that once scared me into the ditch i now thrive in. I HOPE TO HAVE AS MANY GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES AS POSSIBLE, CHEERS!!
The snow is really coming down
The wind is whistling all around
I'm wondering how you're doing now
But I'm guessing you don't care
Are you a fable, or a myth, an ancient monolith?
Forgotten on the bottom of some troubled little stream?
Do I remember you from different times, or has something older got behind me and slipped around it with no sound?
Cuz I’d follow you down
If you’d follow me down
I’d stop throwin all that sound if you’d simply come around
But if you’d follow me to hell then I’d be better in between although the soot chokes out the daylight when they burn the whole place clean
Please forgive me I know it’s a bitter way to say goodbye.
Go dry your eyes.
I can see the light is leaving now, even vacant in your eyes
Can you tell the difference clearer there between the sunset and sunrise?
Here the hills are mist and color, but they’re losing all their leaves to the ground.
And I’d stop coming around
If you stop coming around
I’d be toiling underground if you were up above the clouds
And if you’d follow me to heaven then I’d meet you in between although the daylights not so dirty there as the streets surrounding me.
Please forgive me
I know there’s better ways to say goodbye
You can close your eyes.
Can't carry it alone
walking home with your punches thrown
Holding your guilt like a broken bone
You can’t forgive
you buried it away but it still eats at ya
you can’t forget if you can't forgive
All those times you were lying to yourself
While you were lying in the dark
Thinking you were someone else
you lost your grip
your body was strong but your fingers slipped
battlin' demons ain't for ya kid
now your heart is split
between a thief and a suffragette
maybe it's time you called it quits
All those miles that you carried it alone
now you've carried it too far
thinking you could hold your own
can't carry it alone
walking home with your punches thrown
pain in your heart like a broken bone