terça-feira, 3 de abril de 2012

Disarm


Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

I used to be a little boy

So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

sábado, 10 de março de 2012

I Think You're Crazy, Maybe, But I Like You




wish that I could come out of your phone
super hero powers
burst out of the sound
with a bunch of flowers
and you just say the word
apparition comes
with a long and winning handsome smile
wish we could connect
step into the void
off the diving board
blend into the light
down the cable lines
run under the earth
re-forming on the wind
two places at once
taste the air with you
undo all the ties
wish that I could flip one of those lights
lift this all away
see that stretchy smile go right across your face

cut a hole