sweetaddiction

wow again damn

"We can rise on the wings of the dove
See blue skies getting caught in the trail of all this
smoke
We can rise like candles in the dark your always"
and an envelope marked with your new address

It was the first time face to face
I'm crossing the line
Talking to the other side of death
Hearing the words that choke memories into flatlines
I'm calling your name hoping for something to wash these
dreams of you away

Our fence was blown down in a winter storm and this field
stretched out of this world into the sound of a trace of
blood in a love song
What can we do to put a stop to the coming white days?
I'm hoping the snow will push these dreams of you away