We were certainly uncertain, at least I’m pretty sure I am.

So mark on your skin something that you like, some phrase or a symbol that might better say who you were at that time in your life but not because everybody else, everybody’s doing it.

God when I listen to the studio version one foot now I just want it to have the energy it does live but ahhhhh it just can’t get there. I still pretty much scream and jump up and down anyway though.

Your heart won’t heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures.

What if it’s all just a black abyss and lips that kiss you when you’re feeling just a little out of touch.

I am your thought, but the water’s amnesia. My name’s on the tip of your tongue. My image is slipping, but your memory is gripping it. This is my breath in your lungs.

You are the navigator who never could lead, we were lost in the silver sea, I was the ship who was too proud to ever sink. 

Echo, my voice is an echo of places I don’t know and stories I’ve been told. Echo, we are all connected, a lighthouse, a voyage. For history’s sake, could you please take notice?

So don’t go worrying about me, it’s not like I think about this constantly. Maybe I do but that shouldn’t affect your life anymore.

You’ve got me down on my knees and I proclaim all hail the heartbreaker.