The Dirt Whispered

LRC by lzh from jiangxi pingxiang

@ 51lrc @

she got down on hands and knees

one ear against the ground

holding her breath to hear something

but the dirt made not a sound tonight

echoes of songs still lurk on distant foreign shores where we

danced just to please the gods that only ask for more so it goes

but still we give ourselves to this

we can't spend our lives waiting to live

on cold nights

in a prayer for dawn

but the daylight

isn’t what she wants

the concrete

calls my name again

im falling

thru the cracks I slip

the postcard says wish you were here

but I’d rather I was there holding

on to the simple things before they disappear that’s what I meant

but that was then and this is now

I'll make it up to you somehow

on cold nights

in a prayer for dawn

but the daylight

isn’t what she wants

the concrete

calls my name again

im falling

thru the cracks I slip

our destination a feint smile

another station another mile

another day gone i swear that i will

be there before dawn so be there i will

she got down on hands and knees

one ear against the ground

holding her breath to hear something anything at all

The dirt whispered "Child I'm coming home"

on cold nights

in a prayer for dawn

but the daylight

isn’t what she wants

the concrete

calls my name again

im falling

thru the cracks I slip