Songtext von Blessings

sympathies race to and front, and towards the backs of our red eyes but never reaching forward or at all to reach some point of apology we always seem to drop two in (it used to be none) i guess we've lost the tongues for these things either way, i'll end up driving by again this direction is mine to define: not your to rationalize bad skin is always the destiny of dusty-kneed, dirty- mouthed boys i'm sunk. really, there is another boy my nerves are taxed and you're always so very clever anchored ankle deep in snow and waiting for the lights to go on in your room navel gazer lifts his eyes finally to form a full length mirror watching the sun set east to west: i like you best