Friday, November 23, 2007

Field of Gray by JunkFood

Because I can't get it out of my head . . . this is for Dusty.

everyday feels like a lifetime
every noise i hear is coming after me
the world keeps closing in
i know they're coming to take you away

every pill brings back the life
it sucks me closer, closer to the end
my pounding head is starving for answers
my brain won't question anything

how long before i remember
how long before you fade away

is it really crazy just to think
someday
the little things won't mean anything
another day
i belong in this field of gray
and you belong with me

lock the doors, i let no one in
i set the table for me and me and me
inside this bottle i see the light
it helps me help you go away

how long before i surrender
how long before they take me away

is it really crazy just to think
someday
the little things won't mean anything
another day
i belong in this field of gray
and you belong with me

i want, i need
i can't find right from wrong
i want, i bleed
and i can't break free

is it really crazy just to think
someday
the little things won't mean anything
another day
i belong in this field of gray
and you belong with
you belong to me

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