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actually no, god hasn't found me [or vice versa], but hey, all in the name of paper flowers; right?
Posted on: Monday, April 13, 2009
I found God on the corner of 1st and AmistadPosted at: 7:21 PM Where the West was all but won All alone, smoking his last cigarette I said, "Where you been?" He said, "Ask anything." Where were you when everything was falling apart? All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang And all I needed was a call that never came To the corner of 1st and Amistad Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late, you found me, you found me But in the end everyone ends up alone Losing her, the only one who's ever known Who I am, who I'm not and who I wanna be No way to know how long she will be next to me Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late, you found me, you found me! The early morning, the city breaks And I've been calling for years and years and years and years And you never left me no messages You never sent me no letters You got some kind of nerve taking all I want! Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me Lying on the floor, where were you? Where were you? Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late, you found me, you found me! Why'd you have to wait to find me, to find me? as far as I know as soon as I hit ten it was already far far too late. God, looks like we can blame you when we're not punctual anymore; because obviously we inherited tardiness from you. |