When your eyes filled up with
stars,
and the avenues of
thought grew
crowded,
I was a pedestrian
amongst the cars.

When the lights changed
I walked into your
slums,
into the places you
have come to fear the most,

and I darted across,
through traffic,
past curbs and assorted
concrete.

Yesterday, your eyes
filled up with
stars, and they
fell to earth.
I picked one up,
to keep in
my glove box.

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

Light up...

Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

Snow Patrol

Labels: Lyrics

Hold me one more time,
as the music fades in the background -
and I face the realization, that soon
I will be alone.

Hold me as I squeeze back the tears
that start to flood my eyes -
for I am broken into a thousand pieces
and only you, knew how to hold them together.

You are leaving, with the wind at your back
and I knew all along, this would happen -
so please, just one last wish -
hold me, while I mourn our loss.

It's been,
one week -
and I've not forgotten -
two words -
one screen.

A whispered breath.
inevitable.
one last message.
two phone calls.

How could I?
it's been one week.

I still see her -
grin breaking skin
once so taunt.

I cannot help -
smile.
For what you have
and I could of.

Hate Me

I have to block out thoughts of you so I don't lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone
Playing movies in my head that make [me] feel like home
There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you. Will you never call again?
And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?
And will you never try to reach me? It is I that wanted space

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you

I'm sober now for 3 whole months it's one accomplishment that you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won't touch again
In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions on things like hate
You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take
So I'll drive so far away that I never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you

And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave
Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made
And like a baby boy I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes crying and I held your face in my hand
And then I fell down yelling "make it go away!"
Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to be
And then she whispered "How can you do this to me?"

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you

Blue October - Hate Me

Please,
when the dew gathers
in the corner of your eyes
and the world turns
from red to grey -
don't forget.

When clouds form
on each distant hemisphere,
and your vision becomes
dark and misty -
don't forget.

For I loved you,
in almost moments -
when the frost
first touched the skylines,
and the world became
new again.

When the air was still fresh,
and morning had rolled
across your face
into daybreak.

This is my dream,
born on broken wings:
that you would smile again
in almost moments -
even when the world
rests on your shoulders.

That you'd remember
how to laugh,
when the lady with the nest
in her hair walks by.

For today's clouds,
are tomorrow's rainbows.

These thousand tears
I cry for you.
For what we were
and should of been.

For all the times
you held my hand,
just because you could.

Don't tell me
what you can show me.
For the world is full of
many silver tongue men
wrapping phrases in bows and ribbons.
I have felt their grand paragraphs
fall and crumble before.

Words are just the tissue paper
sometimes a bow or box.

So, don't tell me
who you are, or how you love me.
Show me.

You have become a butcher
carving flesh to bone,
only to repeat the
movement; knife in hand.

How did this happen -
I am the lamb,
helplessly watching
you raise the knife
above your head -
gleam in eye -
destruction in hand.

Please, just tell me we're happy
even though the tones of the sky
have been painted grey
and your face is stuck in a frown.

Just tell me we're happy,
here.
Building castles in the sky.