Dark times clouding your mind, i know you've felt this too/Devouring all your hopes and dreams; has got you wondering whats left for you
From the back of my head to the tip of my tounge/Fading me out, pushing me down
Laid out before me and it has taken its toll/Shackled down and im reaching out but its out of my control
Dark times clouding your mind, i know you've felt this too/Devouring all your hopes and dreams; has got you wondering whats left for you
From the back of my head to the tip of my tounge/Fading me out, pushing me down
Laid out before me and it has taken its toll/Blind eyes, shackled down, hands tied but im pushing forth.
Can you reach my hand i'll be your light in the dark i know felt this too.
an acquintace once told me at a manon meurt concert that he could write a computer program capable of generating dozens of songs that sound just like the band. well, good luck at that, pal! meanwhile, i'll stick to this beauty that transports me into shoegaze heaven every time i hear it. Don Armadillo