Tie Goes To The Runner
The grass looked greener on the other side
So I tried to snatch myself from Your hand
Caught a boat to anywhere but Ninevah
And, well, you know, I got spit back on dry land
Give me purit and give me confidence
But oh no, not yet
Like a coin hiding in the corner
Trying not to be swept
I was trying not to be swept
Kicking aginst these goals
Sure did cut up my feet
And didn't Your hands get bloody
As You washed them clean
And You washed them clean
Here I am again back where I began
Try as I may I can't get away from You
And all thes
So I tried to snatch myself from Your hand
Caught a boat to anywhere but Ninevah
And, well, you know, I got spit back on dry land
Give me purit and give me confidence
But oh no, not yet
Like a coin hiding in the corner
Trying not to be swept
I was trying not to be swept
Kicking aginst these goals
Sure did cut up my feet
And didn't Your hands get bloody
As You washed them clean
And You washed them clean
Here I am again back where I began
Try as I may I can't get away from You
And all thes
She Mourns A Lengthening Shadow
hasten to the bridal bed
underneath the grave 'tis spread
in darkness may our love be hid
oblivion be our coverlid
we may rest, and none forbid
(written by Percy Bysshe Shelley)