mahiwaga

Blowout

In my mind and nailed into my heels
All the time killing what I feel

And everything I touch
(All wrapped up in cotton wool)
(All wrapped up and sugar coated)
Turns to stone

And everything I touch
(All wrapped up in cotton wool)
(All wrapped up and sugar coated)
Turns stone

I am fused just in case I blow out
I am glued just in case I crack out

Everything I touch turns to stone
Everything I touch
(All wrapped up in cotton wool)
(All wrapped up and sugar coated)
Turns to stone

To a woman whom I failed to communicate how I feel about

Good Riddance

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don’t ask why
It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it’s worth it was worth all the while

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.