Minute Song: Heavy
July 17, 2008
Trailing back to the words from which all wounds began
Turned up collars and hurry past
The tired go-nowhere
You string your life between two points
And then you just hang out on the line
You polish your memories
Sitting around just killing time
It's heavy on your mind
It weighs heavy on your heart
And you don't know where to start
You feel it in your bones
There's a hollow where you used to call home
The voices find you in your quiet space
The place you were was safe
Your heart is a Judas
Waiting to betray your good name
Can you storm the gates
Outta here
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