Aging Faces - Losing Places (Drew Kevin)

Pack the morning up it's gone away Everybody here is wide awake I'm addicted to your aging face Little deaths and little lives replaced Seize the back me ups and climb the stairs Fraction of the man who didnt care... Idols are the parks designed for weak You and me and me and you and me All the former fathers re-appear Try to find a space close to hear Place the bruises up inside the clocks This is hard and then this is not... Leave me standing with my lady's death Housing up the holes like we're a breath Guess the night pretends to be asleep You and me and me and you and me