Monday, July 28, 2008

sometimes I am not a fighter
I dont want to be among the may not see the me not feel the may not see the burns...
everything gray...i like the mud

and it's open
For distraction
You found all the words you need
Well I found nothing
I just grumble
'cause I don't know what I feel

The moral to the story goes
Never leave your heart
Never leave your heart... alone

Run for shelter
An umbrella
Fights the rain but not the wind
And I'd be silly
To start preaching
'cause I don't know which point to make!

The moral to the story goes
Never leave your heart
In a box
Locked up
With cold cold ice
Never leave your heart
...Never leave your heart... alone

butterfly boucher-nver leave your heart alone(grey's anatomy)


(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

ahh... nice...

I would agree :-)

Absar said...

Why are so many people these days reflecting signs of giving up fighting? :)

Do you watch House? There’s this scene, and Wilson is talking about happiness, and being content with ones state of affairs. House says something like Yeah, sure we’d be lying in our own filth, but we’d be happy!

Never give up fighting. Just.. pick your battles.

silent screams said...

love the lyrics...!