tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7738661141067535842.post-8658211466607695752008-05-01T15:52:00.000-07:002008-05-01T15:55:15.237-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.scenepointblank.com/reviews/covers/00075.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.scenepointblank.com/reviews/covers/00075.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> and there on the stairs,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> standing there,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> arm outstretched,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> point and glare,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> watching the love,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> fall to our feet,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> into the floor to disappear. </span><br /> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We’re finding fault, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> when you kissed her </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> or you slept with him,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> or you didn’t care… </span><br /> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> now it all breaks, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> disintegrates.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Well this is the last thing I’ll take</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> cause'I can’t face you now. </span><br /> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> This is the end, there’s nothing to keep.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> This is the end of you and me. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> As the ice comes down it’s the end, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> as the lies come out it’s the end, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> as the tears flow out it’s the end. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> it's the end of you and me, </span><br /> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> so we’ll look out on the lake </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> and we see the white light. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I said it was gold. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> It should have been gold. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Then maybe all the crazy things you said </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> would have a meaning, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> but this thing we have made it can't stop,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> it won't stop… cause' I can’t face you now. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Take your troubled sorrow, this is the end of you and me.</span><br /></div>Crysolidannoreply@blogger.com