- cifra
did you know me
long ago
were we close
before the sorrow
if you thought of leaving any traces
I'll be sifting through the broken places
did I know you
once upon a time
you dreamed of me
and now I'm
searching for myself in strangers' faces
stumbling onto further broken places
she turns purple
am I blue
can't she fathom
what I do
trying to get in her better graces
touching her in all the broken places
I get crazy
not sure why
solace beckons
until I
go tearing off again on wild chases
crashing into same old broken places
I am young so
who's to say
but for now I
have no way
of knowing how much healing time erases
certain of these secret broken places
can't there be a
little breather?
our love is a
real seether
to sore hearts we plead our hapless cases
rendezvousing at the broken places
I love you for
all of this
struggling towards
happiness
when the chips are down we play our aces
hiding them in our broken places
