Sunday, August 16, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Lyrics
Holding hope
That we can
Make love among the ruins
In the stardust and the concrete
In the cold-toothed daylight
We can howl like midnight banshees
Taste the passion of the poets
For the first time
Throw the tattered shreds of expectations
Like confetti at a ticker tape parade
And dance around the headstones
That mark the graves
That hold the plans we made.
That we can
Make love among the ruins
In the stardust and the concrete
In the cold-toothed daylight
We can howl like midnight banshees
Taste the passion of the poets
For the first time
Throw the tattered shreds of expectations
Like confetti at a ticker tape parade
And dance around the headstones
That mark the graves
That hold the plans we made.
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