Thoughts While Walking
So gone, so gone
I'm scared I'll never meet someone like you
I'm dreaming, dreaming
The night was in my head it slipped in slowly
I saw God, saw God
Inside of a cloud he looked just like you
I'm walking, walking
A buddhist just tried to sell me his religion
Leaving, leaving
The dark street I am finally singing
Streetlights, streetlights
Paint the scene everything's finally golden
Faggot, faggot
A stranger spits this as he drives past me
I love him, love him
I am so sorry for the hate that's inside you
I look over, a bridge
I wonder how many people have jumped off it
I'm crying, crying
Life's necessary, don't give up so quickly
So drunk, so drunk
I feel a warmth this must be what love is
So gone, so gone
I'm scared I'll never meet someone like you
Writer/s: The Foxsmiths
