When we were on the way I know we're too far away when I see besteepled pains Nothing is concealed Nothing is revealed by the brow of a hill I believe in plans ...

I called you and got what I deserved Heard that laughing in your words I wish that I could photograph my moods Show them to you Just to prove Something Down in...

I have come to realize My bad memories Were an indulgence of mine So I close my tired eyes Stop this train of thought Stop it dead in it's tracks But will you...