Tuesday, November 11, 2003


Silverchair
Without You


Miles away, there's hopeless smiles brighter than mine,
And I need for you to come and go without the truth falling out.
Old incisions refusing to stay,
Like the sun through the trees on a cloudy day.

And you brighten my life like a polystyrene hat,
But it melts in the sun like a life without love.
And I've waited for you, so I'll keep holding on without you, without you.

Telephone, socially scared and impaired,
If the trees will bloom, the wind can blow Without the fruit falling out.
Old incisions refusing to stay,
Like the sun through the trees on a cloudy day.

Feels like the wind blows, holding you with us,
She takes no other, falls light and ashes, blooming like winter.

Without you.