Friday, 15 March 2013

Single File


Single File

V1
So in these strings, hides a fact
Of a lie and an act
That my body is a token
And the binds are never broken

Of a song, we used to sing
The answering machine
Holding pitch and harmony
With a message after the

Chorus
Time, holds a tale
With every stitch and single wail
A voice to tame the hearts
Of the broken strings attached
While every move takes a while
We seem to pull our heads up high
If begging were the answer
We’d just sit here single file

V2
And our smiles, sewn to stay
Threads are breaking everyday
Tearing souls at the seams
Emotions of a lesser better

Tears, are our mystery
From beautiful, helpless fiends
Comes hope to our right
And pain to the left of our

Bridge
Baby won’t you dance, won’t you dance with me
Falling from the stars like a puppet string
Slowly let the beams take hold of you
I can feel it now, start to feel you too
And if you start to smile I hope it stays
Calling for a stranger, just call my name
I’ll be here to hold you, hold you tight
The one without a heart, the one to fight

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