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Monday, December 16, 2002

A New Song For Old Feelings

I’m throwing away letters like they never mattered
Motivation for someone who seemed to be a killer
You’ve never been the one to be proud
Sadly escaping your only chance to say it loud
We wonder how this worked so well
Given the change, I’d like to leave my cell

I never want to see your face disgraced again
Even if it’s all self-inflicted
Even if it’s how you live your life now
I don’t ever want to know about that type of crowd

I recall writing words to you that made it ok
Expressing these emotions that could never dissipate
That’s all over with and I’m already moving on
Maybe with someone else or just all on my own
Someday it will all be over and done with
To the least of my ambitions I thought it was a myth

I never want to see your face disgraced again
Even if it’s all self-inflicted
Even if it’s how you live your life now
I don’t ever want to know about that crowd

All I ever wanted was to say the right things
Why is it my fault if you don’t like change?
Can I be blamed for not knowing when to leave?
Will you hold it against me if I don’t succeed?
How can this be the way it will end?
Left on my own with no one in this prison

I never want to see your face disgraced again
Even if it’s all self-inflicted
Even if it’s how you live your life now
I don’t ever want to know about that crowd

(Bridge)

Slowly finding my own way
I’ll only take with me what I can hide
Be sure to write all the ones I love
Those solemn promises are all lies that are here to stay

I never want to see your face disgraced again
Even if it’s all self-inflicted
Even if it’s how you live your life now
I don’t ever want to know about that crowd


posted by Jeff Watkins at 3:35 PM

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