Lisa Cerbone Follow

You fix your crooked tie in the mirror.
You're late for work again.
&quotSo many miles - never getting nearer."
Yeah, you say, so what then?
You told me you had one foot in the grave.
You had one foot on this earth.
&quotHard to live withing the curtains of shame."
Yeah, I know what you mean.
Black holes inside ourselves are what we'll always own.
&quotWe are her trophies of stone."
She wins over and over again because black holes don't disappear.
Slowly moving through rooms of plastic plants.
You throw the dog a biscuit and starve yourself.
Yeah, it's just like you.
&quotI tried to give my problems to God."
But He kept you on your knees much longer than the job.
&quotYeah, that's how God answers."
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Black holes inside ourselves are what we'll always own.
&quotWe are her trophies of stone."
She wins over and over again because black holes don't disappear.
Black holes won't disappear.
Black holes inside ourselves are what we'll always own.
&quotWe are her trophies of stone."
She wins over and over again because black holes don't disappear.
Black holes won't disappear.
&quotI've seen your soul.
You've seen my soul."
I've known your soul...