7/9/09
Love, this is getting harder and I can't seem to pick you out of the crowd, but you my dear have been discovered a liar and I'm afraid that this is building up for far too long.
Love, this is getting the best of me and, truth be told, you were the start of it all. Now you, my dear, might end up lonely and before you go there's something you should know
This is not the time or place for us to speak like this
(even if I had the thought I'd never dream of it)
So dry your hollow eyes and let's go down to the water.
In a different time or place the words could make more sense
(In a perfect world the future wouldn't make a dent)
So dry your hollow eyes and let's go down to the water.
Even though it's the last time.