coffee stained

(2/03)

my memory fails me
was it yesterday or the day before
that you sunk your pen into the slate of my soul to scribble me that note?
all i know is that something changed that moment
it was new and you knew it too
yeah cause change happens every day,
today, and yesterday too

and all the things I've loved before are scattered around me on the floor
in two dimensional shades of gray, blue and black and
coffee stained

so i've come to the realization that the grace that flows from these pages
is no where to be found these days
but that's okay cause
loving is learning and growing is changing
and change happens every day,
today, and yesterday too

and all the things I've loved before are scattered around me on the floor
in two dimensional shades of gray, blue and black and
coffee stained
and all the things I've left behind are roaming the rooms of my mind
creaking doors and cracking tiles
oh the miles
oh the miles
i have yet to drive

so lets go for a ride
i'll try to explain to you the depths of my silence
my answers come slow when i'm so over occupied when i'm alone
and you see the difference between you and me
is our entire history
our entire lives...

and all the things I've loved before are scattered around me on the floor
and all the things I've left behind are roaming the rooms of my mind
and all the things that i have today are the things that i'm trying to explain

yeah change happens everyday...today, and yesterday too