you have your mistakes
you listen to your heart break
and it's the sound
of rustling leaves
you're immersed in your hands
trying to study the lines that took
all these years to form
when you're gone gone gone
you're burning in water, drowning in flame
you're fevered with all the things that don't matter
it shouldn't matter
you're burning in water, drowning in flame
you're fevered with all the things that don't matter
it shouldn't matter
you weigh your mistakes
your heart's at home with what's been made
with all of these bones
and withered leaves
they shouldn't matter
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Saturday, May 24, 2008
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In love with the line - "You're fevered with all the things that don't matter." "It shouldn't matter" right after that just has so much impact. =) Don't think it would be been possible in non-music form.
Also, thought you might be interested in this:
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this one really sings to my soul.
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