Right. Spot This Lyric
Mar. 17th, 2004 11:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tyggerjai"In borrowed rooms we hid, just like thieves.
I watched my pride brought to its knees.
And we left nothing, nothing behind.
Just the fragile beauty of our crimes.
And where, where are you now.
Where is the mystery, and where are all the crowds?
Some nights the moonlight used to come crashing down,
and where, where are you now?
We stood in lines and chose careers, we closed our eyes.
We disappeared, we became torn and tattered photographs.
You told me once we were eternal, we were seventeen.
Smiling for the camera, for the ride .... "
Man. This tape is going to make me cry, neh?
sol.
.
I watched my pride brought to its knees.
And we left nothing, nothing behind.
Just the fragile beauty of our crimes.
And where, where are you now.
Where is the mystery, and where are all the crowds?
Some nights the moonlight used to come crashing down,
and where, where are you now?
We stood in lines and chose careers, we closed our eyes.
We disappeared, we became torn and tattered photographs.
You told me once we were eternal, we were seventeen.
Smiling for the camera, for the ride .... "
Man. This tape is going to make me cry, neh?
sol.
.