Peter Nixon
The Quake
I hope youHaven't made a mystery out of meCus We both know the same deceiptCan't you see?I know you disagree out of principleIt could not pass this simplybut can't we set it straightif only for the sakeof moving past this quakeThe Quake I liveThe Break I spinThe Shakes I've hidThe Aches I getThe Taste of lipsThe Weight of skinThe States of BlissThe Traces I forbibThe Haste sets inThe AwakeninThe Grey spell sitsWhile the Quakes still livinLetras de cancionesThe Quakes Still Livin (4x)The phantoms I dance within my sleepMemories I plead to retreat from meThe stolen moments we cannot keepby gone days off withtime's hired thiefLeft siftin through remains in disbeliefThe Quake I liveThe Break I spinThe Shakes I've hidThe Aches I getThe Taste of lipsThe Weight of skinThe States of BlissThe Traces I forbibThe Haste sets inThe AwakeninThe Grey spell sitsWhile the Quakes still livinThe Quakes Still Livin (4x)Wash my grasps ofPast conceptionsRinse my hopes with intuitionClean my needs of old ambitionsDrain my trained ways of optimismStrip my wits of gilded wishesPush on back resisted fissuresThe Quake I liveThe Break I spinThe Shakes I've hidThe Aches I getThe Taste of lipsThe Weight of skinThe States of BlissThe Traces I forbibThe Haste sets inThe AwakeninThe Grey spell sitsWhile the Quakes still livinThe Quakes Still Livin (4x)
From Letras Mania