THE WRITE-UP Letra

on the morning of the write-up i was on my way to the darkest room in town and my reputaion was about to take a dive below the groud. i'm not a liar. i'm not a liar. i can't see at all today. i cannot tempt my troubles to unwind. i can't see a thing today. you know i've got a nearsighted mind. but i'm not blind. i'm not blind. where have you been? i've seen the light in your skin. where are the throes? now i see the light when you go. we have felt a sudden flooring. we have made the great decision with our minds. now i feel you're boring. yeah, it seems you like things better black and white. or late at night. late at night. and i wish i could lighten up, shut my mouth and let things roll away. i'm only quiet when i sleep. if you were in that room you would sleep all day. please understand me. where have you been? i've seen the light in your skin. where are the throes? now i see the light when you go. and if i have fallen from my place. and you see the day with a different face. and if i have fallen from your love. have i fallen from your love? everyday i think of walking. there are honeysuckle trees. there is endless time. and i feel us floating. we are starlight lillies. we are intertwined. we are alive. we are alive.