| ...august... classic lines the summer's end. pulled out my better judgement. simple patterns of a sigh & the way you roll those cigarettes. off your tongue the words fell. plastic glasses in a fight. we've broken too many hearts tonight. 24 eyes see better than 2. and 2 sets of coffee finished afternoons. measuring time in forgotten lines. these people really are morons. we don't have much to say so we talk about ourselves. a glove to fit the hand. and i'll know better when the snow starts to fall i promise you. and these promises were made to be broken: you said it would never happen again. but some things are made to be broken. |