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Tight Grip on Nothing

©2007 Savage Sun, Virginia Christensen | The Art of Being Alive

I know who you are cuz I know where you've been
I know where it starts and I know how it ends
I know who you are cuz I know where you've been
I know where it starts, I know how it ends
I know who you are (cuz) cuz I know where you've been
I know where it starts (Savage) and I know how it ends
You had a broken heart and I know where it changes
Know all this turns and theres noone to blame

Repeat Chorus

Imagine a world where no one exists
Just you alone in a cold dark abyss
Try to conceive of a pure hollowness
Can you feel the loneliness sweep through your chest?

You just held something inside that turned the tide
Of your love into a bitter and undrinkable wine
Now I'm getting drunk on rhymes so I can climb
Out of the bottomless well you dug gripping with vines

Your love was like a plane that couldn't reach the sky
The design looked nice but was doomed to never fly
The essence of your soul that you sheltered with lies
Disperses through the vast universe as passion dies

It's certain that something isn't right in your mind
Where were you at dawn when the savage sun shined?
There's no more coal to shovel that would steam this train ride
That's barreling down the path, derailin' time

I had a feeling that this day would come
But I promised myself that I wouldn't succumb
To the cold desolate emptiness of regret
So I'll leave it all behind and try hard to forget
The disenchantment of life's pirouette
Spun by a girl I wish I never had met

And tell me again why you tried to defend
Your insecurities and your need to pretend
You left me with nothing at all except withdrawals
And a feeling like a painting dripping straight off the wall

It's never at all the way that it seems
Life is just one spiral of hope siphoned through dreams
Born from the mind and heart was a belief
That disappeared in the night like a thief

No thoughts I hold of you reflect gold
It's just an old book I closed when I felt cold
Containing a story that's already been told
As the ending unfolds its heart's that explode

In retrospect the chance we took was bold
Creating a love just to watch it erode
The house that I built for you within my soul
Has been torn down but consider it sold

I had a feeling that this day would come
But I promised myself that I wouldn't succumb
To the cold desolate emptiness of regret
So I'll leave it all behind and try hard to forget
The disenchantment of life's pirouette
Spun by a girl I wish I never had met

Chorus



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