Stars: How Much More?

How much more am I supposed to take?
How much more am I supposed to break?
You asked for time, and time takes you away.
I’m alone and you’re a man.
I need you closer to me. 

My hands are tied, because I won’t say goodbye.
I tried, I told you I was brave but I lied.

Is this the story or is this the end?
I always kill your shadow but, here we are again.

In the wild, in the way you love me
with your smile, will you ever save; save me?
Because we can’t freeze ourselves in this hell.
You came with me so hopeless I fell.

How much more am I supposed to take?
I can find forever in other ways.
But how much more?
How much more?
I need you closer to me.

I can take whatever you wanna dish out.  Bring it on, bitch.

binaryclouds:

A Thread Cut With A Carving KnifeStars

The snow fell hard from five to five
You had to drink to stay alive
But you were hoping it would kill you too
At least you’d have something changing you
Cause you were cold as the ice at your front door
You raised a trembling glass and shouted, “Fuck the war!”
And then you fell into oblivion
Lying on your bed with your shoes on
‘Til the next day

amq:

It was a hot & sultry afternoon, sometime at the end of June,
We had collapsed ourselves in shade somewhere,
To conclude our love affair.
But it was too damn hot to speak that much,
It felt easier to touch; so we forgot to fall apart that day,
And the next day…

It was a cold and endless sky above,
When he decided he was through with love,
The leaves were piles of skeletons; and he was only skin and bones,
And then he went to the bridge so he could fall,
And drop down far away from it all,
But the water looked so black and deep,
That he closed his eyes and he went to sleep,
‘til the next day.

The snow fell hard from five to five,
You had to drink to stay alive,
But you were hoping it would kill you too,
At least you’d have something changing you,
Cause you were cold as the ice at your front door,
You raised a trembling glass and shouted, “Fuck the war!”
And then you fell into oblivion; lying on your bed with your shoes on,
‘til the next day…

Baby close your eyes until tomorrow,
It could bring joy, it could bring sorrow,
But it will come sure as light; try not to dream a dream tonight,
Imagine that you’re standing here,
And suddenly you disappear,
A thread cut with a carving knife - That is what they call our life.

Stars - A Thread Cut With A Carving Knife

amq:

Ten thousand drunken kids in a field can’t be wrong,
The song must be beautiful or they wouldn’t sing along,
And if sometimes the kids all seem a little sad,
It’s ‘cause they’re saying goodbye to the youth they think they had…

I’m 14 forever, so don’t leave me alone, I’m 14 forever, so don’t leave me alone…

I remember on the sidewalk when I bike up to the hills,
You singing in the headphones, as I told you that I will,
That song again in the alleyway takes me to my door,
I’ll be back for more, I’ll be back for more…

Stars - 14 Forever