This is a song I wrote that I completely forgot about until this morning, when I found this video. It's from May 6th, 2008, and was recorded in my old apartment.
Lyrics:
I know it's not your way but it still kills
Feels like a virus that doesn't sit still
The rope is cut now and I'm floating free
In truth there's no anger left in me
Let's find a new way to say, "I love you"
Let's stop by our grave and chisels new names
In the hope that your voice remains next to mine
Singing our favorite lines
We were two ghosts freightening their hearts
Floating from cafes in Ester Short Park
Your hand clenched to mine with the grip of a locked vise
There we were never questioning our lies
Let's find a new way to say, "I love you"
Let's stop by our grave and chisels new names
For the hope that your voice remains next to mine
Singing our favorite lines
Yep, it was right around the time I started playing there and it was an owed(?) to them and romance. No joke. The lyrics are all fictional romance. Boo hoo...
jonnycox001 2 years ago
Ester Short Park!! (Grind?)
leraginasian 2 years ago
Thanks Anthony, it was weird finding this song... it's always a bit weird finding lost ones haha Glad I used to take video references to remember new songs!
jonnycox001 2 years ago
Great song
scantpie 2 years ago