the light refused us with designed intent; into darkness we retreated to seek defense with patience & logic. new hope extends - to be different, to be lucky & to die happy. so I go down the staircase & out the front door... there is no time left to waste. (a lifetime spent being choked.) when I'm at school it's like I'm dead, then the weekend comes & I resurrect. these old fears & these old dreams, they follow. they're chasing me.
to wipe the cobwebs off my tongue & try to speak those ancient words again.
it was patience & logic that killed true love. make it easy - stop believing that you can trust someone. go find yourself a dry place, where the storm can't touch you anymore; lay down & let time waste. (a lifetime is being choked.) 'cause there is no place left to feel at home. the years have past & I'm alone. these same fears & dead dreams, they strangle me; they're killing me to get this far.
- written by conor oberst.









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