remember us?
I DONT KNOW WHERE YOUR STRENGTH COMES FROM OR HOW I HAVE BECOME THE ONE UNDER THE KNIFE
IM SOMETIMES FORCED TO SAY ITS OVER FOR GOOD IN MY HEAD,
BUT I KNOW IM GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT FOR YOU TO SAY IT
AND BE ON THE RECEIVING END OF ANOTHER BROKEN HEAD
I DREAD TO THINK OF THE TOKEN GESTURE OF STAYING FRIENDS
BUT ID BE MORE DISAPPOINTED IF ID TAKE THAT AND CLING ON TO A HOPE THAT ITS A WINNING TICKET
CANNOT TAKE THE COLDNESS OF YOUR VOICE
THE LACK OF TOUCH FROM YOUR HEART
THE DEPTH IS THERE IN YOUR EYES, I CAN TELL
BUT WHAT TRANSPIRES IS A GUILTY EMBRACE
IS IT GUILT?
IS IT LOVE?
IS IT WHAT FEARS ME?
I’LL DREAM OF 3D FIGURES DANCING IN THE COOLAIR
EXCHANGING NUMBERS
WE DIDNT FEEL THE COLD OF CHARLES IV
