fog.

04/06/2009

i hate reminders that i'm mortal
but you make immortality
seem so overrated.
take time to see what i'm scared of,
take time to be the antidote.
you make immortality seem
so very overrated.
and i'm driving home like
i'm chasing fog
and i can't see more than an inch.
and when i shake, i'm scared,
but only because you're so far away.
and the taste of being overwhelmed
it's getting hard to rinse out
i could sure use a new sensation.
i've been blinded and deafened,
i'm ready to feel,
won't you replace the taste i have.
and you're making me shake,
you're making me afraid,
every second i don't hear from you.
my dear, the sky is falling,
the earth below me's breaking,
where can i stand if i'm not beside you.
why must i fear that i'll stand alone
why must i fear that you'll fall on me
and break from underneath me too.
i only shake when i drive away,
when the fog replaces you.
so for every shaking second,
every reminder of mortality,
there's so much i have yet to promise you.
but the next time i see you
i'm never letting go.
you make immortality seem so overrated.