This night is dark, and we are lost with no hope left inside. The tide is turned, eyes wide we're spurned. While the breeze is so calm tonight... our hearts are racing. We're facing toward the way it used to be. A direction of infinite understanding, reprimanding ourselves every step of the way. Lost tonight but together in understanding, the way we knew it should be. We're alive for the sake of breathing, we are the words that describe seething, we are the mouth that's always teething, biting down, but never holding on. I cant hold on, we cant hold on. Lets pretend it's supposed to last, this fast, intense fire between us. We set it off like a cork from a bottle, we've been full throttle, but we cant change gears. This is life in the fast lane, no time for the mundane, this is life in the fast lane. If no time for mundane, Then together, lets wait in the dark.
Bookout/De Lucas
The Hippos
16 years ago
