Friday, August 28, 2009

It's the gravel in your skin that makes you feel alive.
If you can't feel that burn you don't want to feel, don't want to feel tonight

If you can't swim it's alright
The moon will pull you in, the waves will set you right, set you right.

And I can see that you're bent on destruction.
I can see it in your eyes, but I can feel it, oh, I can feel it in mine.

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it. Prone to leave you, hell bent on destruction.

3 comments:

  1. And this is when we can tell that katie is comfortable with her blog. I'm glad you're posting again, I like reading about you.

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