Throw Away Those Pictures

And Anything I Sent

And The Postcard Told You Something

That I Never Meant

While I Was Far Away

You Were With Me All The Time

Thoughts Of Innocent Cries

And Fall Asleep Eyes



I Guess This World Is Over

I Know I'm Getting Older

I Guess This World Is Over

I Know I'm Getting Older



Weeks To Go Before

I Leave For Good

You Don't Know By Now

But I Know You Should

Boring Sunsets

And Walks Around The Town

As I Think And Pace...

...and Curse The Ground

I Curse The Ground



I Guess This World Is Over

I Know I'm Getting Older

Fake Surpise When I

Show Up At Your Door

Who Is It?

Where Did You Come From?

Who...put You Up To This?

Don't Act Like You Don't Care

Or Resist..pretend.