what do you do when your angels
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have all flown away?
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there's an ache through my body
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that just won't go away
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here's a picture that we took last fall
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see there you haven't aged at all
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but you, have a smile i haven't seen around
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lately you're as dark as this town
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and i know it seems like nothing changes
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days go by and we just age
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well, killing time can feel so right
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in your bedroom without the lights
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let's get old together
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make promises and lie but never
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let this city get the best of us
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grow apart from the things we love
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make a wish with a coin in a fountain
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they pound the floor when they say we're
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making too much noise in the apartment below
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we've got no morning jobs to go to
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late night dreams and a whole lot of wishing
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all the secrets that we're not telling
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cities sometimes blend together and it feels we've
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been away forever
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we should really only have one care
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to get back to the room that we both share
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so whisper and tell me where i went wrong
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tell me why everything around you lost its shine
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why nothing glows
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tell me why you're waiting, or what you're waiting for
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never see when opportunity is at your door
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let's get out of this mess
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no one will even know we left
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no use in dwelling on the things you'll soon forget
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when this is over, it's alright
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A Certain Cemetary
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Pretty Girls Make Graves |