I want to mute the scene
Stop the clocks
Turn them off, and feel your silence.
Shut them out, plug my ears
And I wanna hear of somewhere you're down and out.
And all else is separation
My watches break, you leave for the last
In a conscious moment
I could live in certain regret here in the past.
Mind shoots blanks
Memories and more
You clearly made me think that I had something to live for.
Buried in the dirt
Someone will dig and pull the fleet
For once a relief and then you pray for me.
???
An undefinite promise to heed, divided.
And I call it frustration
As I anchor the boat you breach
unsubsided.
refered
I want to mute the scene Stop the clocks Turn them off, and feel your silence. Shut them out, plug my ears And I wanna hear of somewhere you're down and out.
And all else is separation My watches break, you leave for the last In a conscious moment I could live in certain regret here in the past. Mind shoots blanks Memories and more You clearly made me think that I had something to live for. Buried in the dirt Someone will dig and pull the fleet For once a relief and then you pray for me.
??? An undefinite promise to heed, divided. And I call it frustration As I anchor the boat you breach unsubsided. refered
something like that