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Текст песни "Waiting For Enoch Arden" |
to suffer for love and try to forgive the awfulness that follows from it
when the sirens of doubt still sounding off loud
send warnings out to the panicking crowd
who will run to their homes and bury themselves
in a frozen life that no summer can melt
where they live way too long and they never forget
the tortured face of the one who gets left.
we could tell
we got home
and it can't ever be the same
and it won't ever be the same
so we try to focus on those few bright moments.
but as for me, i guess i'm different.
i never felt that need to live.
these tangled veins constrict to hold
the fears flow through them.
useless pride just leaves me nervous.
i got all this time but still no purpose for anything.
i never said i'd die for love.
i never said i'd die for love.
i never said i'd die for love
but i would.
this ruthless day slowly repeating
so stagnant truth can lose its meaning after a while
if there's nothing left to keep ya breathing.
restless bed keeps me reacting
to turn it off seems so attracting.
just disappear.
because i tried to stay, but i couldn't help him.
we could
we got home
and it would never be the same
it can never be the same.
and we it call it progress, such perfect moments
and __ tonight
drown my confidence
but do not sit here waiting for the years to swallow us.
i'll just go.
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