Oct 27, 2009

In my arms


use the truth as a weapon
to beat up all your friends
every gink, in the armor
an excuse to cause offense
and the boys
from the hallway
callin' out your name
and your love will find them in the end

you were restless
i was somewhere less secure
so i went running to the road
and so of this
the long list of places i was
i quit my ramblin' and came home

cause maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
maybe i was born to hold you in these arms

use your saints
and your mantra
and your things to keep you calm
if you stay with that a**hole
he's gonna do you harm
as a voice
singing loudly
on the radio, just for you
and good fortune would find him in the end

maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
maybe i was born to hold you in these arms




These are not Drew's lyrics. They are Glen Hansard's on his new album, with his new band, The Swell Season.

1 comment:

alexismunoadyer said...

oh good the camera worked. dang you two are cute!
lovely song btw.