as_we_learn
03/31/07, 07:56 PM
Kiss me by the parkway and headlights.
Right by the spray painted exit signs.
Lets give these spectators something to see.
Turning heads have seen our love out of spite.
We passed out below trees.
The exaustion in our breath
increases the thoughts we think out loud.
Like our nervous hands we learn
what to do with every passing second.
We'll walk next to this river of concrete.
Every step we take gets us closer to a break.
Like the twigs lying still awaiting
their own reach in this love scene.
We passed out below trees.
The exaustion in our breath
increases the thoughts we think out loud.
Like our nervous hands we learn
what to do with every passing second.
We'll be collecting our articles of clothing
by the tint of dust
across from our faces and wasted temptation.
The secrets that we continue to keep will be
left on our lips until our next altercation.
Right by the spray painted exit signs.
Lets give these spectators something to see.
Turning heads have seen our love out of spite.
We passed out below trees.
The exaustion in our breath
increases the thoughts we think out loud.
Like our nervous hands we learn
what to do with every passing second.
We'll walk next to this river of concrete.
Every step we take gets us closer to a break.
Like the twigs lying still awaiting
their own reach in this love scene.
We passed out below trees.
The exaustion in our breath
increases the thoughts we think out loud.
Like our nervous hands we learn
what to do with every passing second.
We'll be collecting our articles of clothing
by the tint of dust
across from our faces and wasted temptation.
The secrets that we continue to keep will be
left on our lips until our next altercation.