domingo, 17 de julio de 2011


The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight. Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time. I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts. I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out. I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing with a broken heart that's still beating. In the pain there is healing, in your name I find meaning. So I'm holdin' on, I'm barely holdin' on to you. The broken locks were a warning. You got inside my head. I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead. I still see your reflection inside of my eyes that are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life. I'm hanging on another day just to see what you will throw my way and I'm hanging on to the words you say. You said that I will be ok. The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone. I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home.

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