Speak in Lyrics

PinkieLee · 05-14-2010, 01:38 PM

She's got a bumper like a billboard
Covered in stickers of her favorite bands
She's got a handful of records that she turns to
When she needs to land
She's a saturday night parade through the streets
That all eyes come to see... including me

She carries memories around like souvenirs down in her pockets
She should have let some go by now but can't seem to drop it
Says forgiveness ain't nothing but a lifeless tire on the shoulder of her soul
That never rolls

For as much as she stumbled she's runnin'
For as much as she runs she's still here
Always hoping to find something quicker than heaven
To make the damage of her days disappear
Just like Guinevere

JakeTulane · 05-14-2010, 02:24 PM

Satellite in my eyes
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite strung from the moon
And the world your balloon
Peeping Tom for the mother station

Winter's cold, spring erases
And the calm away by the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down all around, satellite

05-14-2010, 01:38 PM	#1
PinkieLee Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Relationship Status: I need ya boo, gotta see ya boo Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Big Money Texas Posts: 4,708 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 24,309 Thanked 13,075 Times in 3,049 Posts Rep Power: 21474856	She's got a bumper like a billboard Covered in stickers of her favorite bands She's got a handful of records that she turns to When she needs to land She's a saturday night parade through the streets That all eyes come to see... including me She carries memories around like souvenirs down in her pockets She should have let some go by now but can't seem to drop it Says forgiveness ain't nothing but a lifeless tire on the shoulder of her soul That never rolls For as much as she stumbled she's runnin' For as much as she runs she's still here Always hoping to find something quicker than heaven To make the damage of her days disappear Just like Guinevere

05-14-2010, 02:24 PM	#2
JakeTulane Timed Out How Do You Identify?: Mr. Prickly Porcupine Preferred Pronoun?: Butch - Hy, Hym, Hys Relationship Status: She has softened My quills Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: Permanently Banned 8/8/2011 Posts: 4,880 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 6,221 Thanked 5,264 Times in 2,732 Posts Rep Power: 0	Satellite in my eyes Like a diamond in the sky How I wonder Satellite strung from the moon And the world your balloon Peeping Tom for the mother station Winter's cold, spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasing Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down all around, satellite