Brickwall Views

Don't break too many hearts Don't take too many arrows in the chest Cry comfortably, let us all know what you're thinking Is there a gesture I could use To clearly express I'm at an utter loss for words? Is there a part of you that's torn, that's larger than life? That'll hold on for one more night I've got a speech to make Followed by a big parade Northside closed eyes All charades go on forever Hands tied with fool's pride In a slowly fading summer Throw your hands up at the sky No use trying to explain this The clouds are mirrors, I'm disguised I'm not all that entertaining The city looks the same Until you notice smaller changes It still knows us all by name It holds us close to its heart It holds us close to its heart All my hopes are unaligned This diagnosis is self-designed Northside, dead eyes All charades go on forever Hands tied with past lives In a slowly fading summer Empty rooms don't have pictures to talk to Brick wall views demand uninspired afternoons The days are flooding into months The nights are staring into centuries I've got some older pictures Of people I see once every couple years Intrigued or unamazed "You were so much different back in those days" Now this smile has a bitter curve And now these eyes are unenchanted And all they see is a faded image of what we used to be How can we relate? When we don't know a thing about each other anymore When we don't know a thing about each other anymore When we don't know a thing about each other anymore When we don't know a thing about each other anymore Is there a gesture I could use to clearly express I'm at an utter loss for words