I'm bitter at best I'm laying in the pieces of my cigarettes that we crushed in my bed, perhaps a tent some portland apartment that we thought was haunted
Cough, kiss and caress The morning birds are restless But at least they have the courage to sing Down your stairs my tired feet disagree with me
What really is forever
We both belong We both belong here before it's gone
I've tried to make a difference Whatever be the distance I'd try to make a difference but I'd fail