The words that I chew are bitter.
They burn my tongue ‘til it’s numb,
I can’t taste the air that I breathe.
My heart is plasticine,
modeled under your sun,
It’s brittle and unchanging to my thumbs.
Amy don’t you want me to stay?
Amy, I hope you come and see me,
Swimming in the silence,
Where I try to hide myself away.
My pocket full of pennies,
one for every day,
I try to speak to you but cut my tongue.
Upon your vacant stare,
That greets me without a care,
You trip so graceful on my spine.
Amy don’t you want me to stay.
Amy, I hope you come and see me,
Swimming in the silence,
Where I try to hide myself away.
Strange how comfortable everything is,
Circling over my head,
There’s nothing that ever I could change,
That would keep me from burning
all of my heart on your fire.
Amy, I hope you come and see me,
Swimming in the silence,
Where I try to hide myself away.
To your eyes from the distance,
fly the hearts of angels,
this one goes to those without the wings.
Amy, I hope you come and see me,
Swimming in the silence we’ll go.
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