Friday, April 23, 2010

metric - collect call

If the fire's out baby, how you gonna keep me warm?
Supposing you let me, with the door wide open no one can leave.
I know it's a lie. I want it to be true.
The rest of the ride is riding on you.
Over goodbyes we'll buy some place for wishing you could ... keep me closer.
I'm a lazy dancer.
When you move, I move with you.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

there are no breaks in life.

that's why we run away.
that's our way of taking a break.
of letting go.
so let go, so let go.
just get in.
oh, it's so amazing here.
it's alright,
cause
there's
beauty
in
the
break
down.