Dont take what I say to bed with you. And dont get used to that which I do. Youll only feel used in the end. . Dont weigh in your heavy head. Those words that I havent said.
Skin and bones, blood and teeth. Well this is essentially, who we are. Hair and clothes, the company we keep. Well this is regrettably, who we are to others.
Put your faith in me my friends. That one day I'll find a way. To give all the things that you've given to me back. . Well, put your foot down my brother.
I'm made up of instincts. None of which are too keen. But I get by with these high cheek bones. Little faith in people for a higher being. . I'm a man with desires.
I've a picture of you, a Parisian street. Early morning, late spring. I know what you were thinking. . You were taking a break from life. You were traveling light.
I dont know what youre lookin' for. But I do know that you wont find it at the rainbow. So you might as well stay home. . I dont care what youre looking for.
Go on, get out of here. You've got everything you've been came for. Warm arms, a warm bed to fall into. When you can't get what you did out of your head.
I woke up today and felt my age. For the first time in both my mind and body. And my thoughts are less of fitting in and more of being a better man. And my overbite is getting worst and my whole fucking face hurts.
What else in this room, reminds me of you. The window sill with a crucified pit. Of an avocado still sits in water. . What else in this room reminds me of.