Saturday, April 25, 2009 @2:57 AM
I found God on the corner of First and Amistad
Where the west was all but won
All along smoking his last cigarette
I said, where've you been?
He said, ask anything.
Where were you?
When everything was falling apart.
All my days spent by the telephone.
And all I needed was a call
It never came
To the corner of First and Amistad
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor, surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late.
You found me, you found me.
But in the end
Everyone ends up alone
Losing hope
The only one who's ever known
Who I am, Who I'm not, Who I want to be
No way to know
How long she will be next to me
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor, surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late.
You found me, you found me.
Early morning
The city breaks
I’ve been calling for years and years…
And you’ve never left me no messages
Never sent me no letters
You’ve got some kind of nerve
Taking all I want
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor,
Where were you? Where were you?
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor, surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late.
You found me, you found me.
Why'd you have to wait?
You found me, you found me.
The Fray - You Found Me
The blood stays on my hand, for the mistakes I've committed.
What am i thinking? I can't turn back time and make everything just like what it was used to be.
As bad as things seem to be, there is nothing I can do.
I sit here, alone, so what if its a dark corner?
So what if there's a dark pool of blood beside me?
And, so what, if I really am the murderer?
Whats done is already done, there's no use trying to make it all come back again.
Blood's oozing out from my heart, adding to the already immense pool.
I was lost, but now, I've found myself.
Everything used to be fun, and happy.
Yet now, everything's turned pitch black.
Yet suddenly, comes another streak of red, and the tremendous pain that follows.
I yell out in agony, but lesser each time, for I'm already getting used to it.
Perhaps, one day, it wont affect me anymore, and no amount of stress shall hurt me.
Forget everything Jordan, why should you recall them every now and then and hurt yourself yet again.
Things have changed, and they dont go your way anymore.
Let it go, forget the past, and start anew.
Anew?
Whats 'anew'?
This word sounds so foreign to me.
I have to try and accept this word.
Perhaps once I've done so, I'll be able to change myself, into a better person perhaps.
But should I fail, ohwell at least I've tried.
I, shall live.
letdown.
