IrishWhiskey

I haven't written anything in a while, I've been really busy... but I just threw this together about 15 minutes ago, so I decided to post it. I don't think this is as good as any of my previous stuff, but I'd like to hear your comments/criticism.


You're as rebellious as your idols
and your nights turn into random
I'm writing sessions about subjects
your mind can't comprehend

And when you dream its of the mystic
and far off distant places
Escaping from wherever
it is that you are trapped


And you have days
without feeling or emotion
where words can't help you
so you sit and let the silence speak

But if you would just say a word
It'd be like pearls in sunlight
And so I'd know I'd hear
your voice forever


So I walk just for the sake of being alone
and count the stars that should be ours above


Another song of lost love
and the little places
That sometimes you never get to and
sometimes don't even try

Where have all the good girls gone?
What happened to innocence
Broken hearts from open legs and
f*cking sluts and sh*t


So I walk just for the sake of being alone
and count the stars that should be ours above


Sing a dying song
for those who cannot hear
And sing a dying song for those like you
who cannot feel

I'd shoot the sun out of the sky
simply to watch it fall
And land and burst and bloom into
the flower I thought you were


So I walk just for the sake of being alone
and count the stars that should be ours above

These are the nights when I lie awake and dream
of where my life and the future will meet