Saturday, February 21, 2009

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Cursed with a love that you can't express
It's not for a fuck or a kiss

Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere and every way I see you with me

Crowd surf off a cliff, land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea, float toward the beach

If you find me, hide me, I don't know where I've been

Are we breathing? Are we breathing? Are we wasting our breath?
It won't be enough to be rich

All the babies tucked away in their beds, we're out here screaming
The life that you thought through is gone
Can't wind down, the ending outlasting the mood
I wake up lonely

Crowd surf off a cliff, land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea, float toward the beach

If you find me, hide me, I don't know where I've been
When you phone me tell me everything I did
If I'm sorry you lost me you'd better make it quick
‘Cause this call costs a fortune and it's late where you live
It's late where you live

Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere and every way I see you with me
All the babies tucked away in their beds, we're out here screaming
The life that you thought through is gone
Can't wind down, the ending outlasting the mood
I wake up lonely

Emily Haines - Knives Don't Have Your Back


















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