Into It. Over It.
A Pair Of Matching Taxi Rides
Left behind, her story's on the sidewalkit’s a brief goodbyeAn address in your handNotice me, I'm kicking rocks toward lonelinessBegrudgingly packing up our thingsYou're leaving on a morning flightA late night London taxi rideSo cold, your hands are turning blueAsphyxiation formally conducts you past securityThe passports are more with me than youPretty sure you'll need your cash and state IDRescue plan, I dialed out and copied youIt's 2 A.M., took a while to find the doorSuffering for all things fairI made a case and climbed the stairsI found you and the tenants fast asleepYou say you severed all contactsThe anguish, phone lines are downBut fear says that without meyou'd never make it off the groundYou say he's bridged every contactThe anguish, follow lines I've foundLetras de cancionesAre blindsided and embarrassedcollecting the covers that make you outWith no time for thank you's nowA way to drift above usWhile I provide the way outIs this enough to make it?Am I enough to make it?
From Letras Mania