There's a line that you cross,
When you find out that you're lost.
When your world is closing in,
And it crawls under your skin.
And the heart's always blind,
When it's in this state of mind.
There's a burning light in this town,
For every heart that's broken down tonight,
Here tonight.
You're stranded out there in the rain,
And you just can't see past the pain tonight.
You've fallen from graceland, Fallen from graceland.
When you're too proud to crawl,
It keeps your back against the wall.
You wanna die, but you live,
With nothing left t
A Letter
will you come? and what will i say? "oh...i have been so distant...and unhappy"
(like i could disappear). when i was a boy, i saw things that no one else could
see. so why am i so blind at 22, to the hope that is all around me - filling up
this room. on the road. on my own. waiting for the words to fall from your
tongue, into my ears. when i was a boy, i could hear symphonies in seashells.
so why am i so deaf at 22, to the sound of the driving snow that drives me home
to you