Album: Unloved And Weeded Out (2003)





For words, two minutes, three years for my fingertips to grow numb

Could this be the moment when the "finally" becomes the "wish i could"?

Desperation and outstreched memories, now i see you onlin in the bad dreams

I never reset, i only see you in the bad dreams

Let me explain

Close enough to feel your words, far enough to read your flesh