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Boy Hits Car

Turning Inward

 

Turning Inward

(album: Boy Hits Car - 2001)


Turning in, what else am I?
*Through your game what else I'm doing.*
Pondering a world of hope.
Watching the flying doves.
But, say farewell to faith
And tomorrow's dream of life
'Cause merely today is
The day that I will die.

So don't forget me
If we don't make it,
'Cause I'm so scared.
Standing naked.

Maybe one day I'll figure out
What is going on inside.
My kind grows so angry.
Sometimes feels good to cry.
And, can you feel the void between us?
I guess I'm the one to blame for this.
Maybe one day we'll meet again,
Losing our self in the seas.

The sea is left.

Don't forget me
If we don't make it,
'Cause I'm so scared.
Standing naked.

And I can't feel the pain
Of this world and want to
Become as wide as
The *shy and* forest.

Just one last caress
Of a Pacific.
We can be one tonight
Through the pain and the fight.

Turning inward 'cause of you.
Sometimes the ones we heal
*Are piled up* of the rest.
Two words unable to mesh.
So let your face devour our dead skin
Leaving us fresh and free from old sin.
Maybe we'll have one last caress
Like it will be our last breath, so

Don't forget me
If we don't make it,
'Cause I'm so scared.
Standing naked.

And I can't feel the pain
Of this world and want to
Become as wide as
The *shy and* forest.

Just one last caress
Of a Pacific.
We can be one tonight
Through the pain and this fright.

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