distance makes the heart grow weak i've stopped listening when you speak i can't even hear myself think anymore phone call wakes the drunkard sleep it
i don't keep in contact with the day much since you've been gone i just seem to walk around with my eyes wide open, but my brain switched off yeah I wish
she's on the second floor with a window above her bed and she will look through the glass and wonder what it is she had missed she will hide the bruises
I'm wasting away, crack on my head and it's always the way, impatient man I saw you today I ain't losing it I can't believe that you left don't try and
I found my way home after getting lost in Camden Town And I was on my own, sick of making eyes at everyone Past the old burnt out brewery, this is where
Fall asleep on mission street You can't find the keys in the dark And now all the things you've ever been or ever plan to be fall apart Disappear entirely
the art of time pours in your glass the sound of it reminds you of your past and how nothing ever changes the clocks inside your head will strike midnight
early morning train ride, central coast slipping in and out of a cold dream hey there laura what you waiting for as your room fills up with fish, bugs
when your lights go out tonight and your stars lose their blinding light you will dream of small change you will weep for him again and I'll watch over
is it dark in your room at 3am you can't sleep again tonight so you write me a letter with a pen that has no ink you weren't gonna send it anyway and
hey tess i've told you this a million times before when i can't find the keys and i can't find the door anymore your dress is all wet from the raining
hey susan where's your head, did you lose it down the beach in the heat last night I heard you screaming red at the boys in their cars as they sped by
hey I'm walking home from this a tidal wave down flood st girl I miss and I'm smoking your last cigarette from the pack I had last weekend i don't want
i dreamt of heights last night of broken down cars out of sight you looked so cold at four sleep-stealer knocks down your door keep dreaming my dear
walking home across the street you eye his house from far your head is lost up in the clouds, along with your heart keeping all the secrets that are locked