6/27/2009

I’ve seen love and I’ve seen like
I’ve seen hate and seen one nights
I’ve seen desperate and I’ve seen despair
I’ve seen hurt and I’ve seen care
and I can’t seem to care enough
to reach down and help you up
when I’ve told you time and again
you’re not hiding anything
the bruises on your skin
we can seem them
no matter how you cover up.
--
used to be so fucking tough
we slept with knives behind our eyes
stayed out late and wandered all night
there was a reason to fight back then
hiding from education and religion
familial ties and major decisions
anything to keep us on the streets
anything to keep our feet
a step ahead of the rest

now there’s something missing in my chest
this heart may beat
but too damn fast
and I can’t sort out or look back
catch my breath or fight this sense
that the good times are all but gone
and it’ll be harder and harder from here on
there’s isn’t a single song
to describe how we feel these nights
divided and distance
tell me
do you miss them?

those nights we treated like days
those days we wasted away
the sunrises from the backseats
and the star lit skies on back streets
distant drives without destination
living with a vision

these days, we’re just living
alive like everyone else