february 27, 2011

years and glue, passenger seats have taken to different
passengers, i am where you were and you are where i was
laughing and singing to the words on the cd playing
can't escape, can't come over november.
no matter how many knives we put in eachothers back, we'll have eachothers back
close my eyes and focus in the moment. being woken by your voice
humming my name, your touch, sliding up my side, heaven sent.
'cause we're that lucky. together we move mountains.
with you i'm in my fucking mind, without you, i'm out it

you'll always find me right back where we started.