Kill The Messenger - Waxwing

Up much too late writing letters in my head

To far away people wouldn’t know if they were dead

People far away that I once knew

Some people so close you can see right through

Most people your whole life will be in between

Never know never talk to, wish you’d never seen

Will I become engulfed with all I did or did not do,

What should have been what cannot be helped

Sometimes the truth, so hard to stair into

Your eyes would fair better if it were the sun they were looking through

Trapped inside this techno-shpere

Imbalance becomes real clear

The living dead walk in the streets and driving in cars

Chronic fatigue

We’ve all got ourselves on our minds almost all of the time

What a way to live can you pay attention

To people far away that I once knew

Some people so close you can see right through

Most people your whole life will be in between

Never know never talk to, wish you’d never seen.