the melody.

it's one of those days.
again, it's one.
as much as i run,
i can't run away
from what's happened
behind me.
always just a step ahead.


tell me i'm not crazy,
because i'm feeling a little
crazy.


i'm looking for the space
inbetween the two;
somewhere to get lost,
somewhere with you.
looking for something new.
something to change,
refuse and renew.
you can have everything,
all that you can see,
but for now, you're stuck
on the moon with
me.




this summer away doesn't
seem so long,
and maybe i,
i was just wrong.
the things that seem
so simple
are suddenly so
out of reach.
it's coming to a slow end,
and here's the new end.


i've visited the graves of
those i've killed,
and maybe they aren't so dead.
she told me to forgive,
and maybe she was right.
maybe it's not that hard.
who knows where the
wind may blow?
throw up your guns,
put up a fight.


that makes 3 of us.


and i know it was a joke,
but as funny as you found
it, there was a
haunting bit of truth to it.
a little ghost or a white elephant
to ruin my sense of humor.
please don't ever say that again.
let's get out of here now,
let's get out of here.


fade away.
we are not the same.