Lay Me Down Comments

Here we are: You and I. Just a newer promise of the same old lie. Sleeping in our awkward silence over retired rumors of God and science. So it's just another far-off glance filled with soft-eyed forgotten boyhood romance, staring down one cliche command w/ one misplaced knobby hand. W/ pink lips of quivering peirced passion you're pouring out velvet verses in true gentleman fashion. You're spilling out cute compliments but i've heard my fair share of them - Oh, I've heard ENOUGH of them. And as i'm laying listening know: no, i don't believe anything you're whispering b/c we're just repeating everything we thought we used to mean but it doesn't mean anything- at least not to me. I'm glancing over all there is to offer and i have to say whatever i saw before was better (but i can't say it's completely charmless- we are both here after all) and whatever desperate plea made this sound good to me- well, it's gotten me this far.

So here we are: back where we started just like so many other times before. We've been so many people w/ so many faces but i guess we'll never forget those semi defined places we've set as our safety from the start. Coming back where we left off so many times after lift-off they said it was over but we said 'Nothing is over until it's over.' But whay bother? this death was a lullaby but we never quite fell asleep; just another reoccurence in this half-concious dream. We're laying on secrets we never let die- they're so idealistic but we know they're all lies. So we keep stifling our voices w/ rotten remembered old kisses just to avoid disagreements in the mass as i'm saying to myself: we should've kept this in the past.
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