A New Order Inspiration
a thousand people into the sea
I see a thousand people a lot like me
a million souls who
get those words wrong...
but still I get those words wrong
I get those words wrong....
be it destiny fate or something abstract
we match like matches in a
strike anywhere pack
we still know our place
and we're deep in our place...
the woman speaks to me in phrases
and I decoded them to the best
of my ability
but shambles lay at the feet of
goddess and we both wonder
about these words
these words
so solitary and alone
we want to be cool and on our own
but we let these words down
and I wear the ring...
the ring that was made up on our places
made up on fake and pretentious phrases
but there was some truth there
some truth in the love
a lot like someone from the other
phrase
but still
we get those words wrong...
we try to be something we are not
and feels fake and something bought
but we still stagger along on our
own beat to our own drum
and it feels cheese-ball and fake
but
we drag ourselves along...
break in the silence like
the peace
I see a lot like you
like you see in me
and we were meant to be
from the start....
the distance makes us grow fonder
makes us appreciate where we fault
where we wonder like
two forbidden dreamers in the dream
like architects yet to be seen
like developers of a land proper
down and out like someone
stopped us
but we struggle on
we struggle on
it's all we know..
this may not be the dream you saw
this may not be the things you dream
but inside of us something invade our space
and now we must realize
it's not something wearing that
despising
disguise.
No matter how far we seem
the dream will be a lot like me
whether you like it or not
whether you like it or not
it'll be me
it'll be me
it'll be me
it'll be me..
it'll be me..
whether you like it or not
it'll be me
and you'll be mine
in this mine
in this mine
in this mind....
