Monday, December 01, 2008

The Last Goodnight

I built us this boat so we both could sail far, far away
It sprung a leak inside the captain forgot to say
"That love is made of treading water and hearts of clay"
I had no idea, I had no idea, that we would die today

I will fall asleep here in your arms
Every breath that you take breaks my heart

"There's so much more than empty conversations filled with empty words."