Saturday, December 20, 2008

A song for - Fat Chance

I like it when you dance
I feel it in my hands
like you're really very near

I can see you stay
Don't run off
I see it so clear
through the pouring of the rain

Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop

Even though you won't stay
Even though you won't hear
let me watch you dance
I feel it in my hands
as if you're totally near

I was watching you
before you knew
you were so free
and to yourself true

Now that you know
I care
At me in disbelief
you stare

I see it in your eyes
the fight or flight
Trying to decide
what for you
would be right

There you go
running off again
Can't you even
be my friend

I like it when you dance
I feel it in my hands
Like you're oh so close

Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop

Turning Away & Turning Back

It's been a long time
since I ran this far
I stopped chasing air
when I started driving a car

After a time
I won't remember
from what I'm running
from what crime

We're all running away
in our own little way

Somewhere in the back of your mind
just dig enough and you will find
the secrets the pains
The question remains
if I turn to face the fear
will this muddy puddle clear

Its been a long time
since I ran this far
I'll stop chasing air
when I reach my star

Passing On

Slow Slow
Slowly I go
Into the darkness
Into the unknown

Feel the life
slipping away
easing its self
out of the day

It had been full
it had been good
Now it's right
that it should end

Oh but why do I feel
feel feel
the loss thats so real
real real

The hurt should be there
after I'm gone
gone gone
And I know that it will
will will

Then why isn't it wrong
wrong wrong
 
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