Friday, October 1, 2010

HI AGAIN

And sometimes the people are quite interesting
And sometimes they arn't
And sometimes we meet
And sometimes we talk
And sometimes we don't
And sometimes we do
And sometimes we please each other
And sometimes we tease each other
And sometimes there's cameras
And sometimes there's blindfolds
And sometimes there's handcuffs
And sometimes there's freedom
And sometimes they're men
And sometimes they're women
And sometimes they're both
And sometimes they're ghosts
They're usually ghosts

more,

Cut down the preacher, he just lies
Burn all the books that closed my mind
Destroy it all, it's all untrue
How can I even breathe without you?

SWANS, thank you.

Now, they say that hell is a place where memory's dead and the only
thing left is this moment moving further away


But I will always try to remember the way you moved your lips
against mine in the lonely bed

If I forget who you were then, I will lose what I am now
Forever and ever and ever and ever again