watchthesky07
03/16/07, 10:27 PM
Alright, here is another try. Below, are lyrics to a song I wrote after a fallout with a close friend. Let me know what you all think, constructive criticism is very welcome.
I get the point. I realize. We are not the people that we used to be; and we're never going back again.
An awkward silence, it concludes our conversation.and I can't stand the fact that it's happening again.
Because with all the time we've spent, I didn't think that it would have to end like this.
It's not your fault. But I wish that I could blame this one on you. I must move on, but I never thought I'd do it without you.
Please forgive me if I'm over-analyzing but I thought I heard a trace of bitterness again.
I won't deny the fact that I could be responsible for this. But let's get through this, not just watch it fall apart.
Because with all the time we've spent, what a shame for us to let it go like this...
It's not your fault. But I wish that I could blame this one on you. I will move on, but I never thought I'd do it without you.
Isn't it sad how we can never spot abrasions, until they've grown too deep to make it out unscathed. And do believe me when i say that I never saw this coming, but I guess it doesn't change the mess I've made...
I get the point. I realize. We are not the people that we used to be; and we're never going back again.
An awkward silence, it concludes our conversation.and I can't stand the fact that it's happening again.
Because with all the time we've spent, I didn't think that it would have to end like this.
It's not your fault. But I wish that I could blame this one on you. I must move on, but I never thought I'd do it without you.
Please forgive me if I'm over-analyzing but I thought I heard a trace of bitterness again.
I won't deny the fact that I could be responsible for this. But let's get through this, not just watch it fall apart.
Because with all the time we've spent, what a shame for us to let it go like this...
It's not your fault. But I wish that I could blame this one on you. I will move on, but I never thought I'd do it without you.
Isn't it sad how we can never spot abrasions, until they've grown too deep to make it out unscathed. And do believe me when i say that I never saw this coming, but I guess it doesn't change the mess I've made...