[ Same Mistake - James Blunt ]
[ Love this piece. But still there's confusion.]
Can't really really get over her...
Might take long to be sober...
Trudgin' through the muck,
that lives beneath my feet....
I felt so yucky...
Now I feel so neat...
But the open trail I've left behind...
I'm bein' followed,
I am blind...
No other place I can think of...
No other face good enough...
No other me to turn to...
So I'll do what I cannot do....
*
And as it rains on a summer's night...
I feel amazed that
someone cried....
Not holdin' back emotions in the core...
Not goin' back anymore....
I walk along the thorns cuz i know
No other place i can think of....
No other face so good enough....
No other me I can turn to....
So I'll just do what I cannot do....
*
Had enough of the second chances....
Al I did was stare
As the moment dances....
Had enough of the carcasses...
They made me puke...
Didn't go down well with the masses....
*
The trees alive have been pruned...
A morning strive til the noon....
No sooner than you read this,
I'll be in the circle again....
Though I won't be missed....
So now again I speak sense....
Though synesthesia has slowly commenced....
Disturbin' me once again....
Causin' me to bloody weaken....
But I won't go....
Cuz I don't know....
No other place i can think of...
No other face so good enough...
No other me I can turn to....
So I'll go do whatever I cannot do....
'Til the skies won't turn blue....
'Til someone in gets the clue....
Or 'til the world turns back to you....
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