Thursday, April 21, 2005

"paperthin hymn"
by anberlin

when your only friends are hotel rooms
hands are distant lullabies
if i could turn around i would tonight
these roads never seemed so long
since your paper heart stopped beating
leaving me suddenly alone
will daybreak ever come

who's gonna call on sunday morning
who's gonna drive you home
i just want one more chance
to put my arms in fragile hands
i thought you said forever
over and over
a sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
these thoughts run through my head
over and over
complaints of violins
become my only friends

august evenings
bring solemn warnings
to remember to kiss the ones you love goodnight
you never know what temporal days may bring
so laugh love live free and sing
when life is in dischord
praise ye the lord

who's gonna call on sunday morning
who's gonna drive you home
i just want one more chance
to put my arms in fragile hands
i thought you said forever
over and over
the sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
these thoughts run through my head
over and over
complaints of violins
become my only friends

i thought you said forever
over and over
the sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
these thoughts run through my head
over and over
complaints of violins
become my only friends

i thought you said forever
over and over
these thoughts run through my head

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