jueves, 7 de febrero de 2013

I think I saw you in my sleep, darling
I think I saw you in my dreams,
You were stitching up the seams
On every broken promise that your body couldn't keep
I think I saw you in my sleep

I thought I heard the door open
Thought I heard the door open, but I only heard it close
I thought I heard a plane crashing
But now I think it was your passion snapping

I think you saw me confronting my fear
It went up with the bottle and down with the beer
And I think you oughta stay away from here
There are ghosts in the walls and they crawl in your head through your ear

I think I saw you in my sleep, lover
I think I saw you in my dreams,
You were stitching up the seams
On every mangled promise that your body couldn't keep
I think I saw you in my sleep

~ La Dispute. Such Small Hands

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