Saturday, September 20, 2008

Passenger Seat Story.

i write songs around the modern crash,
these 16 years have gone too fast,
now im counting up the minutes we have left.

until the beauty of our innocence,
is tainted with impurities of,
teenage lust and pills of  foreign cause.

what does it take to believe in truth or consequences,
of the lives well choose to lead?
what will it take to relieve this forlorn contemplation,
of our reminiscent dreams?

ive got all the answers, father, 
but no ones asking questions.
i can feel my faith starting to shake..

ive done everything youve asked of me,
oh god forsaken fantasies are,
starting to catch me.

what does it take to understand these cliched high schools follies, 
am i just a paper shape in a plastic maze?
what does it take to believe in all you believe,
maybe i need to listen more carefully..

oh carefully proceed..

carefully proceed through all lifes junctions and disfunctions,
until you find yourself at forks that you cant sign.
thats when youll ask yourself if youre on the right path,
did you choose right? you think you chose right?
or are you taking the long way home, tonight?

i think im taking, the long way home tonight.





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