This spring of love, resembles the uncertain glory of an April clear May day
The sun beating against my neck, horizons still stuck in my mind
The sun beating against my neck, horizons still stuck in my mind
It's so funny when those old feelings resurface for a second.
Or, in this case, a spell, one night.
Those thoughts left locked behind refusal and denial come back.
And you have one hell of a time that one spell of a night.
To the girl that can't forgive me
I am the girl that can't forgive you
I am the girl that can't forgive you
I remember that day I told you I haven't seen them live, performing.
And that I haven't seen your band perform either.
Though I was there the night that we both saw them live, performing.
In my case it was the first time.
I stumbled when I saw your intention
I screamed "from my eyes flow compassion for you!"
Hoping words could,
Hoping words could move you.
I screamed "from my eyes flow compassion for you!"
Hoping words could,
Hoping words could move you.
You really did look like you wanted to say something as much as I did.
But neither of us could or did.
And your band? I know your eyes met mine before mine were enchanted for however long your set was.
However much I wanted to smile in those five seconds.
Just loving that blank stare.
Or maybe you were searching for a face? Recognition?
I get way ahead of myself sometimes.
I'm not even sure if you know my name.
Take these misunderstandings, and send them back where they came from
Take these misunderstandings, it's hard enough to live life as it is
Take these misunderstandings, it's hard enough to live life as it is
I really wish I could've said something to you.
Told you how absolutely amazing you were.
And how I couldn't stop staring until "fat people" got in the way.
Oh, good times. Oh, my poor friends.
With our backs against the wall and maybe our shadows aren't that tall
The green and red shadows that overlapped on the wall behind you.
A caricature as I watched, entranced.
I never really expected for any of that to happen.
But oh, boy, you're quite something.
Where X marks the spot
That x on my right hand to declare previous entry and payment.
Also a sign of what we call "straightedge."
How you've defied that while I live it.
I might just said tried a smile or something, had you not a cigarette there.
This place is an enemy, full of harsh words and hearsay
And if this city were to go down in flames would you think to blow it out?
And if this city were to go down in flames would you think to blow it out?
That smoke that eased its way into the atmosphere.
Passing you by, you passing by - Oh, the stares again.
The difference from these night streets and the hallways are that we were almost on some kind of terms on desks, behind tables, and across lockers.
I don't think I know what I'm doing.
I don't think you know what you're doing either.
And the lights of your city
Should have warned me long ago
That I fell way too fast
Should have warned me long ago
That I fell way too fast
It's like only yesterday that I realized who you were.
That I thought that for the first time in a long time, this one person isn't just another person.
This boy happens to be a little more important and the rest of his species.
But only temporarily.
We've not all made for this hell on earth that works for heaven.
It's amazing how a girl guy like you can affect a guy girl like me
Coincidences? Everything happens for a reason.
Everything.
And now you've got another blog for you.
This one better be the last.
A quick glance over my shoulder reveals a number only seen in the movies
