six feet under full of scars
I burry that dream about us
For only witness came the stars
For only coffin a dead bus.

Rust and Dust trick me a cover
As i lay on the blue back sits
i wonder if the moon i now bother
At the broken window really fits...

Right on time to make a souvenir
The north wind have caught me a tear
I wish i can stay here for a while,
Like we'd all drive an endless mile?

And out there you don't really belong
Nor to me and my little shaking hands,
Nor to any other waiting for that song
played by your heart and its thousand bands.

I will remain in that bus for tonight
Of course, never will you come to see
How a good boy takes an hopeless fight
To what some would just call a stupid fee.

I don't care, i love you more than the light
That tenderly fades on me and makes me cry
I'll always be your undesired teenage knight
As you'll forever stay where my dreams all fly.


Blake Summers.