Sputnik Music Forums - View Single Post - Challenge 90

ATC · 06-28-2005, 12:37 PM

Original Skin

Someday when I'm gone, you'll tell your children
How it went the day the mail didnt get read
And we dusted off the grime of sitting on a shelf
Cos we were living in the pictures.
Looked behind the cellophane and there you were
Decked out for a silver screen.

Cos I was a martyr and I
stepped into your shoes

Somehow I could see, that we'd never make the coverpage
Of anything unnecessary.
Insomniac, indignant, feral like we're meant to be.
Looked around a silver screen and there you were.
There we were.

An accidental savior
Steps to the wings again.

What is that sound, echoing with the footfalls?
My heartbeat

06-28-2005, 12:37 PM	#14
ATC Thru leaves,over bridges Join Date: Aug 2003 Location: Vancouver, BC Posts: 6,731	Original Skin Someday when I'm gone, you'll tell your children How it went the day the mail didnt get read And we dusted off the grime of sitting on a shelf Cos we were living in the pictures. Looked behind the cellophane and there you were Decked out for a silver screen. Cos I was a martyr and I stepped into your shoes Somehow I could see, that we'd never make the coverpage Of anything unnecessary. Insomniac, indignant, feral like we're meant to be. Looked around a silver screen and there you were. There we were. An accidental savior Steps to the wings again. What is that sound, echoing with the footfalls? My heartbeat Last edited by addicted_tochaos; 07-01-2005 at 01:12 PM.