This is rapture at its best.
I was captured and arrested
By the very arms that I was running from.
This is weight upon my chest
And it continues to press
Down on my beatin' heart and barren, beaten lungs.
Somehow I find it grand
That the cuffs around my wrists feel like hands.
I can hardly stand
'Cause I'm falling deeper in.
Yeah, I'm falling deeper in.
She looks like heaven from above.
It feels like I never felt love until now.
Every day is moving slower
Than the last. I swear my calendar
Is just a giant checker board to them.
I bet she's worth the three to four,
But is it love I'm waiting for?
Captivation is the reason I'm condemned.
Somehow I find it grand
That the cuffs around my wrists feel like hands.
I can hardly stand
'Cause I'm falling deeper in.
Yeah, I'm falling deeper in.
She looks like heaven from above.
It feels like I never felt love until now.
Somehow I find it hard
To believe that bliss can leave a person scarred.
Somewhere beyond these bars
Is a girl I'd call a keeper.
That's why I'm falling deeper.
She looks like heaven from above.
It feels like I never felt love until now.
- afm
3 comments:
wait for the departure, my friend.... maybe you should prepare for it.
This one wins my appreciation. Good stuff.
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