Dec. 08, 2013

I owe you every day I wake.
If I could I would shrink myself,
and sink through your skin to your blood cells and remove whatever makes you hurt but I am too weak to be your cure.

Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
I am the watch you always wear but you forget to wind.
Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these,
so I sat alone and waited out the night.
The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed.
So I'm asking you to shine it on and stick around,
I'm not writing my goodbyes.

I'm not letting you check out.
You will beat this starting now
and you will always be around.
I'm there to monitor your breathing
I will watch you while you're sleeping.
I will keep you safe and sound.



Guernica, probably the best song ever written.


2013-12-08 @ 21:06:06 | Permalink

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