The District sleeps alone tonight, Landslide and all the misery u can think of…

Smeared black ink… your palms are sweaty
And i’m barely listening to last demands
I’m staring at the asphalt wondering what’s buried underneath where i am

I’ll wear my badge… a vinyl sticker with bigh block letters adherent to my chest
That tells your new friends i am a visitory here…
I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is where i am

You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with yor door key explaining that i am just visiting
And i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving

D.C. sleeps alone tonight

You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that i am just visiting
And i am finally seing why i was the one worth leaving
The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving

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LANDSLIDE

I took my love and took it down
I climbed a mountain, I turned around
And I saw my reflection in a snow covered hill
’til a landslide brought it down

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I’ve been afraid of changing cause I’ve
Built my life around you
Time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m getting older, too
I’m getting older, too

I took my love and took it down
I climbed a mountain, I turned around
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hill
The landslide brought it down
The landslide brought it down

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things, feelings can change in the most abrupt manner that even the most intellectual creature won’t have the wits to assess how at a snap of a finger, years and years of baby talks, twilite cavortings, idealistic planning and other emotional bargaining and investment can turn into ashes…and i tell you, it hurts a thousand times than tattoo.

maybe it’s my fault. or maybe no one’s to blame. i don’t know.

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"What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end"

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