Monday, August 27, 2007

maybe that's what it takes


Maybe that's what it takes.

A little bravery. A little grit. A little courage. A lot of determination to make it stay. A little numbness to remain unfeeling. A lot of pain.

Maybe that's what it takes.
To get used to things as they come.



Why do I have to fly
Over every town up and down the line?
I'll die in the clouds above
And you that I defend, I do love

I wake up, it's a bad dream
No one on my side
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
To be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind

Where will I meet my fate?
Baby I'm a man, I was born to hate
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend

Where do we go?
I don't even know
My strange old face
And I'm thinking about those days
And I'm thinking about those days

I wake up, it's a bad dream
No one on my side
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
To be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind
Wouldn't mind it
If you were by my side
But you're long gone..

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