Nobody, Not Even the Rain

I know that someday you'll be sleeping, darling
Likely dreaming off the pain
I hope you'll hear me in the streetlights humming
Softly breathing out your name
I know that even with the seams stitched tightly, darling
Scars will remain
I say we scrape them from each other, darling
And let them wash off in the rain
And when they run into the river
Oh no, let the water not complain
I swear that even with the distance slowly
Wearing out your name
Your hands still catch the light the right way
And our hearts still beat the same
And our hearts still beat the same

La Dispute

Such Small Hands

I think I saw you in my sleep, darling
I think I saw you in my dreams you were
Stitching up the seams on every broken promise
That your body couldn't keep
I think I saw you in my sleep

I thought I heard the door open, oh no
I thought I heard the door open but
I only heard it close

I thought I heard a plane crashing, but
Now I think it was your passion snapping

I think you saw me confronting my fear, it
Went up with a bottle and went down with the beer and
I think you ought to stay away from here
There are ghosts in the walls and they
Crawl in your head through your ear

I think I saw you in my sleep, lover
I think I saw you in my dreams you were
Stitching up the seams on every mangled promise
That your body couldn't keep
I think I saw you in my sleep

 La Dispute

#18 La Dispute - Rooms of the House

Δυστυχώς δεν με συγκλόνισε όσο το Wildlife το 2011.

*ωριμάζει μέσα σου με τον καιρό.

a Letter

a Letter

Everybody wants a reason for everything.
It's so much easier with someone or something to blame.

I've always struggled at the root of the problem.
Has it been absence or my constant lack of defense?

I've never spent a lot on finding a remedy. I guess I figured that it hurt for a reason. I guess
That's why I've always turned to writing it down. Not just in stories, but the letters in between.
And I guess that's why it haunts the pages of everything—to self-examine.

I think the thing is that I shut off from everything. From friends and family and my own ambitions. From having fun. I just shut off from everything. Self-defeating? Yeah, probably. But I don't Know that I had total control over it. And I'm not sure it even matters why. Sometimes things Happen and you can't do anything. Plus, I'm the only one who deals with it anyway. So if Everyone could do me a favor and just put their fingers down I'd—and keep your mouths—

Sorry. I know I seem angry. I'm not, I...I promise. I just know I did this to me. And I will deal with It accordingly. And I don't need opinions from those never a part of it. Don't need them pointing Out my problems, they're mine. Don't need reminders I know better than anyone.

And yeah, I know, I should be finding another way. I know that I should be out seeking a Substitute. But just forgetting never really made sense to me.

So I haven't been.

Do I feel embarrassed about it? I think you know the answer to that. I think you'd probably feel a Little bit embarrassed for me, wouldn't you?

I know I should've moved on ages ago, been happy already, but it's never been that easy for Me. Or maybe it was me that made it so hard.

I know I've only ever tried a handful of times to sever this thing torturing me. It never got me Anywhere, with anyone. No friendship or hobby, no lover's bed worked. But looking back I Maybe never tried hard enough, and it is my fault.

Maybe I never tried at all.

 La Dispute