lostfear
04/15/07, 07:52 PM
these lyrics go with personally I think the most pretty song I've written, which I think is half the charm of the song, so I promise to post a link to the whole song when I get a recording
A brush of fire
Paints your face
A frayed wire
A revolver in lace
Does that fire?
Burn strong?
Or is it to be put out
Like I knew it all along
Your fool’s gold, a fool’s hold
On me, on my honesty
Leave me waiting, anticipating
Your every move, your every move
You’re three, maybe two of a kind
a hard choice for a poetic mind
She said I’ve lost you in my eyes
I said I think, think you're right
I know she’s right
I know she’s right
As Snowflakes fall on my scars
You curse as you look for stars
A near-love experiment
I hit the bar but it’s already bent
You’re three, maybe two of a kind
a hard choice for a poetic mind
She said I’ve lost you in my eyes
I said I think, think you're right
I know she’s right
I know she’s right
Don’t even calculate
You made a mistake…
you run the risk of falling
When thinking on the edge
And I have a nasty habit of
Standing to close to the ledge
You’re three, maybe two of a kind
A hard choice for a poetic mind
I said I’ve lost you in my eyes
she said I think, think you're right
she know I'm right
she know I'm right...
A brush of fire
Paints your face
A frayed wire
A revolver in lace
Does that fire?
Burn strong?
Or is it to be put out
Like I knew it all along
Your fool’s gold, a fool’s hold
On me, on my honesty
Leave me waiting, anticipating
Your every move, your every move
You’re three, maybe two of a kind
a hard choice for a poetic mind
She said I’ve lost you in my eyes
I said I think, think you're right
I know she’s right
I know she’s right
As Snowflakes fall on my scars
You curse as you look for stars
A near-love experiment
I hit the bar but it’s already bent
You’re three, maybe two of a kind
a hard choice for a poetic mind
She said I’ve lost you in my eyes
I said I think, think you're right
I know she’s right
I know she’s right
Don’t even calculate
You made a mistake…
you run the risk of falling
When thinking on the edge
And I have a nasty habit of
Standing to close to the ledge
You’re three, maybe two of a kind
A hard choice for a poetic mind
I said I’ve lost you in my eyes
she said I think, think you're right
she know I'm right
she know I'm right...