Tuesday, August 21, 2007

It's getting light out.

I'll slap these handcuffs on our wrists to keep us together. And when I get sick enough of you, I'll find someone that knows magic to finally let us free, to let us go our own ways. I only want to be with you for a little while. I can't stand to be with someone that reminds me of myself for too long.
I'd wage my whole life for a few hours stuck with you, but I'll gamble it all away when I go searching for that way out, when all the magic is played out and we need someone else to make it for us.

I'll take my life to the top of a mountain, but I can peer down the slope and see my life being stuck in the foothills in the later years.

I can be as dangerous with my actions as you can with your eyes.

The city will sleep when we scream together. We're never alone, even when we need to be.