Passionate

Brother, Friend, its not like I want this to end. Sister,

Companion its not like I

planned to abandon, but I

have been here before. Your

pages get flipped I can tell

by the weight in your face

that you cant be trusted,

well I have been here before

(there's nothing behind it)

you can't tell us that we're

all together, like a sea of

presidential timber, we are

filled up one by one, I like

you! I like you! We feel our

heads collapsing until we

find some kind of space, it

comes on slow and then it takes over, lets be

passionate its not like we'll

get another chance to do

this, don't be embarrassed,

go over the top but come up

from the bottom, let's be

passionate its not like we'll

get another chance to do

this, don't be embarrassed.

Your heart, your lips, the

parts of your being that I

miss, they have seasoned me

over the last year, but haven't we been here before,

we've got something against

the words (when there's

nothing behind it) I want to

take these little minutes and

try to find myself some

space, I wanna relive little

minutes and try to keep the

dream awake, I want to relive

little minutes, but they just

keep stacking up on

themselves, you can't make it

fit when it works like this

if it becomes a job.