Brickwall Views

Don't break too many hearts

Don't take too many arrows in the chest

Cry comfortably, let us all know what you're thinking

Is there a gesture I could use

To clearly express I'm at an utter loss for words?

Is there a part of you that's torn, that's larger than life?

That'll hold on for one more night

I've got a speech to make

Followed by a big parade

Northside, closed eyes

All charades go on forever

Hands tied with fool's pride

In a slowly fading summer

Throw your hands up at the sky

No use trying to explain this

The clouds are mirrors, I'm disguised

I'm not all that entertaining

The city looks the same

Until you notice smaller changes

It still knows us all by name

It holds us close to its heart

It holds us close to its heart

All my hopes are unaligned

This diagnosis is self-designed

Northside, dead eyes

All charades go on forever

Hands tied with past lives

In a slowly fading summer

Empty rooms don't have pictures to talk to

Brick wall views demand uninspired afternoons

The days are flooding into months

The nights are staring into centuries

I've got some older pictures

Of people I see once every couple years

Intrigued or unamazed

"You were so much different back in those days"

Now this smile has a bitter curve

And now these eyes are unenchanted

And all they see is a faded image of what we used to be

How can we relate?

When we don't know a thing about each other anymore

When we don't know a thing about each other anymore

When we don't know a thing about each other anymore

When we don't know a thing about each other anymore

Is there a gesture I could use to clearly express

I'm at an utter loss for words?