honor | reverb
08.10.06 : 23:19 "it's been a long time since i've made this post"
and the moment will come when composure returns take a walk in the park, take a valium pill in the morning you come to the ladies salon ow the trouble is over, everybody got paid
put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall
and you walk twenty yards with your head in the air
down the liberty hill, where the fashion brigade
look with curious eyes on your raggedy way
and for once in your life you have nothing to say
and could this be the time when somebody will come
to say, look at yourself, youre not much use to anyone
read the letter you got from the memory girl
but it takes more than this to make sense of the day
yeah it takes more than milk to get rid of the taste
and you trusted to this, and you trusted to that
and when you saw it all come, it was waving the flag
of the united states of calamity, hey!
after all that youve done boy, Im sure youre going to pay
to get all fitted out for the paperback throne
but the people are living far away from the place
where you wanted to help, its a bit of a waste
and the puzzle will last till somebody will say
theres a lot to be done while your head is still young
if you put down your pen, leave your worries behind
then the moment will come, and the memory will shine
everybody is happy, they are glad that they came
then you go to the place where youve finally found
you can look at yourself sleep the clock around
you haunted my dreams every night, i refuse to say goodbye
for the record, you broke my heart
tomorrow's my last day at black ink. it's getting to me, it's really getting to me, i don't know what to do... my instinct is to run away, to be so scared. i don't know how to be brave in a situation where the possiblity of leaving is sort-of my choice and sort-of up to fate...
i'm forgetting about you and you already...
but nothing i learn in the u.k. is going to last.