saints and sailors

sailor:

the more i think about it, the more i see the shadows shifting, the more i watch the whispers fade, the more i realize that it's all over. it was fun while it lasted, and i know we had some good times. and i hope that you can still miss me, think about it every now and then. because i can't stay here anymore, there is somewhere else i need to be. so tell whoever fills my shoes, or watches the lightning dance across your ceiling, about that one in many, the one who brought it all down, the one who found somewhere else she needed to be. and when you think about it, please don't hate me...

i've told you this before, i'll carry you with me forever. the good and the bad. the dirt and the purity. the moments when we really got each other. so when you think about it, if you ever do... please miss me. cause sometimes, i miss you.


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saint:


last night you asked me a question. and i had the answer you wanted. friday, we stood by the side of the world and danced on the hood of my car. i cried. and blue eyes pleaded, and you left the ground with me.

you have the map. follow the road i am leaving you. i'll be at the end when you get there. remember that all the places i've been, all the darkness i've seen, all the oceans i've been afraid of, all the dances we haven't had are beautiful side roads for us to go back to.

so let me answer you again. "yes, i will."


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"you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor"