Accustom Love
When we were young,
Our love was so alive,
At times I thought
Our hearts might have been on fire,
And now we sit around,
Watching our daily
T.V. shows, eatting
Micro-wave dinners
And predicting tomorrows end,
Which seems far too simular to today,
Which in turn is just like yesterday.
We're used to,
One-a-nother,
We're used to,
Eachother,
We've got,
Accustom Love.
And now that we're here,
Are going to choose your future,
Are we going to make sure,
That our lives have more,
And that each day, aint a bore,
Will we live our dreams, release our screams,
Unsew the seams, let the light beam,
Will our lives mean more,
Than they did before,
Or will we allow ourselves to be,
Used to,
One-a-nother,
Be used to,
Eachother,
Have,
Accustom Love?
Will we let our days be systematic,
Will we go on living the same,
Will we realize who to blame,
And will we stay,
Used to,
One-a-nother,
Used to,
Eachother,
Will we have,
Accustom Love? |
