Quote (Ions @ Sat, Sep 12 2009, 09:27am)
It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch.
You looked up at your sky.
That, that made blue be your color
you had your knife with you too.
when you stood up there was goo all over your cloths.
Your hands were sticky.
you wiped them on your grass
so now your color was green.
Oh, lord, why did everything had to keep changing like this.
you were already getting nervous again.
your head hurt when it rang, you stood up.
Your head was almost empty, it always hurt when you woke up like this.
You crawled up out of your ditch onto the gravel road.
You began to walk.
Waiting for the rest of your life come back to you.
you can see your car parked down the road, you walked toward it.
If God was our father you thought, then satan must be our cousin.
Why didnt anyone else understand these important things.
you got to your car, tried all your doors. they were locked.
it was a red car, there was an expensive leather case laying on the seat.
across your field, you can see 2 tiny people, walking across your woods.
you began to walk towards them, now red was your color.
And of course, those little people out there. were yours too.
your lyrics are bad 2/10