
Date of issue: 30.06.2014
Record label: InVogue
Song language: English
Car Crash |
It was problematic at best to perceive existence with a myopic lens I embedded |
into myself |
My lack of gestures limited the effectiveness of my delivery and all she begged |
for was deliverance |
Just soft, eloquent passages that provided closure. |
Not answers, just closure |
And I somehow fashioned together an array of broken glass that looked enough |
like a vase that it would pass |
And she would find a way to keep her roses watered and alive again, |
when deep down I was broken |
Prized among the lacklustre thieves immune to pain but pain by immunity |
She beckoned me and she lessened me because no other love would accommodate my |
blind fold so easily |
And I was afraid of change, but I was afraid of not changing |
I was afraid of change, but I was afraid of not changing |
Then a quick flood of blood infecting my brain, dashboard you, dashboard blank |
slate |
My narrow lens no longer mattered, no longer weighed in and neither did your |
fear, or your insecurities, or your smile |
Because in three seconds fate circumvented a concrete divider, followed by |
seven seconds of nervous prayer, nervous cursing, nervous something |
As poisonous as the snake it came from the oppression presented on my God |
forsaken lies limited it even more |
Followed by seven seconds of promising myself if I survived I would stop |
bargaining I would stop pushing off effort in exchange for more time, |
I would stop neglecting civil spiritual and personal duties or promises, |
which ever it may be, neither seemed likely at that point |
Followed by two seconds, the longest two seconds I’ve ever experienced of lying |
to myself, lying to my God and lying to you |
The words «I love you"seemed so broken and so inaccurate and the words «I promise"seem so trite and so distant. |
But so foolish a passenger caught up in this accident, nothing mattered beyond |
the fact that I was damaged and I was hurting physically |
Yet somehow I found the strength to thank my God I was a survivor and that’s |
when I heard the fate of the driver |
Three seconds later, closure, not answers. |
Just closure. |
Lost in the wreckage as a soul ascended, I love you |
Lost in the wreckage as a soul ascended, I love you |
And every day I wish we could trade places; |
because you were the first person |
that loved me in any real way, and now I stand six feet above where you lay |
And if I get one thing right in this life I pray that it’ll be sharing love |
with everybody, the same love that you shared with me. |
You call me down here and I hear your voice and the sound of my heart breaking |
and I pray to God you’re still awake |
And I taught myself how to forget that sometimes life will try to convince you |
there’s a such thing as regret |
But I found it to be a lie, the same lie I found when I looked in your eyes |
after it was said and done |
Scream hallelujah until you come alive, the devil came for our lungs but he |
left with our love |
Scream hallelujah until you come alive, I inhaled this world for so long that I |
tore out my lungs |
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