Saturday, December 5, 2009

tactile

When the weight of the world Breaks down so strong it
Leaves footprints on the street
And theres too many miles to face
Without a few more hours sleep
The storm clouds overhead won't shed
Any rain to quench your thirst
I wanna be the one you reach for first
When your faith is stretched so thin
That you can see right through your soul
And you cant find a nickel to buy a smile cuz all ur pockets all got holes
You wanna shut the door and Hide before the day can get much worse
I wanna be the one you reach for first
I wanna be the bottle you've been drinkin with your eyes
Or the road you run away on
You've been runnin all your life
The third row pew that you last knew As a child in church
I wanna be the one you reach for first

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