San Francisco Earthquake

Makes me feel like nothing ever did
Nothing seems to change
And these moments they go
We saw porches. with a bunch of artsy kids
The songs were really great
I didn’t mingle at the show
But i know you’re lying to me
I still hear your breath in the morning
But there’s some kind of cavern inside me
With polyethylene gloves
And carbon copies of me
To be pulled out
When you’ve finally figured out
It’s not enough to love someone or thing
Your dog still dies in your dreams
In the san francisco earthquake
People are crushed the ground shakes
I see you leave
My heart beats
Leena’s looking good today
Writing lots and running late
Remember when your cousin came?
She forgot your middle name
Frankie is a philistine
You will turn away from me
Halo 2 in 7th grade
We watched them hang saddam huessein
All my friends are getting old
Seattle lost the super bowl
Tear the atoms from my bones
Make me something more than whole