The Fray - Absolute

Ive seen this one before, the girl she gets away
Everybody knows it but no one tries to stop it
Cause she barely even knows him but if she could see inside
Everything is quiet as she waits to tell him who she is

Is this all we get to be absolute

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

Its a kiss sits upon on her lips that waits for planes and battle ships
She wants to be a dancer and he has got a picture
On his wall and its a sailor in a new port every night
Yet man was born to trouble like sparks fly upwards innocent

Is this all we get to be absolute

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

All we are and all we want
40 years come and gone
All we are in photographs
Will never be taken

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want you here
Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

I'm standing under a white flag
Monday, June 13, 2011

being alone in a bus without communication allows you to mull over your life,
to crumble,
to fall apart.
your history,
your records.

on the way home today,
i was overwhelmed by someone of the past.
someone who i really miss,
someone who was once a close friend,
someone who is now a stranger like any other in the crowd.

i wished things could have gone differently,
i wished things could have gone a favourable way.
but it didnt, even though i still wish so.
someone who you'd always wish to turn the time back for.

what could have been, will never ever be.
now what's left are images,
and only those in your head.

and as i stepped out of the bus,
i put myself together and walked brilliantly home.
because i realised i dont give a fuck about anything that happens now,
because the worst is past,
it will never come back,
it will forever be a scar.

thanks for leaving an impression in me though,
it'll forever be there.

commemorating 2 and a half years of what could have been a great friendship.