honey
is it hard to make friends
the way your emotions bend
and almost break
well it's nothing
we could just pretend
just keep whispering
everything we say
what strange mistakes
that we all make
don't make me laugh
i won't make you wait
but it happens fast
like a drunken night
some call it a blur
some call it life
i call it dreaming
laying half awake
flying on a plane
while i lay in place
she has a hard time breathing
when we stay out late
she sleeps on her side
so she won't sufficate
then she cried
about the day she died
said how'd we turn our backs
how i want her back
but hearts attack
and nothing lasts
under a picture frame
dressed in black
it's just the seasons
why i can't let go
fall is a smell i know
the mountains in lake tahoe
it's just a feeling
like the peaks of snow
bluer then the sea
on a bed of pine needles
a bed of yellow leaves
a never ending dream
this town is not so charming
when you never leave
don't you see
what i mean
slowly dying
as the sirens sing
and i've been thinking
why are we still friends
emotionless
when you close your eyes
what are you seeing
i guess it all depends
a sea of nothingness
or a blinding light
it's all in our minds
just a mess of vines
and the more we climb
the further we slide
i said you'll be fine
she said i think you're right
under an empty moon
we say goodnight
it's all in our minds
just a mess of vines
and the more we climb
the further we slide
she said you'll be fine
i said i hope you're right
under an empty moon
we kiss goodnight