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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

You lead me and fit around my tounge,
it’s so easy to forget that I’m lost.
‘Spent all of my life waiting for answers to lift me, to numb me, to define it all.

Sunshine…
I’m beginning to like this..

All I want to be is the minute that you hold me in—when you pretend that I’m all that you waited for.
Time slips to nothing and I’m better than I’ve ever been..
Yeah I’m suspended..

With your breathing filling up my lungs,
I can almost believe that I’m almost enough..
I spent all of my life emptied of anthems, bracing for something that never did come.

Sunshine… I’m beginning to like this..
Sunshine… I’m beginning to like it…

‘Cause all I want to be is the minute that you hold me in..
when you pretend that I’m all that you waited for.
Time slips to nothing and I’m better than I’ve ever been.
Yeah I’m suspended.

It’s not enough to stay surrounded.
It’s not enough to stay awake, torn and braced, cornered, and not feel alive.

Sunshine…....

These are lyrics by Matt Nathanson, from 'Suspended'. This was posted at 01:54 PM on 24 August 2006 .
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