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It won’t be enough to be rich…
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Cursed with a love that you can’t express. It’s not for a fuck or a kiss.
Rather give the world away than wake up lonely, everywhere in every way
I see you with me.
Crowd surf off a cliff, land out on the ice.
Crowd surf off to sea, float toward the beach.
If you find me, hide me, I don’t know where I’ve been.
If you find me, hide me, I don’t know where I’ve been.
Are we breathing, are we breathing, are we wasting our breath. It
won’t be enough to be rich. Rather give the world away than wake up
lonely, everywhere in every way I see you with me. All the babies
tucked away in their beds, we’re out here screaming, “The life that you
thought through is gone!” Can’t wind down, the ending outlasting the
move.
I wake up lonely.
Crowd surf off a cliff, land out on the ice. Crowd surf off to sea,
float toward the beach. If you find me, hide me, I don’t know where I’ve been.
When you phone me tell me everything I did. If I’m sorry you lost me
you’d better make it quick ‘cause this call costs a fortune and it’s
late where you live, it’s late where you live.



















