Here I'll put the things I haven't been able to say, the things you haven't been able to hear, the things that have only been felt. I'll do my best.
They haven't made words to describe you.

'07 (No.1)
Do you know how hard it is to walk around this town now? Everywhere I go, a part of you is there. Somewhere we went together, something we did, something we said. You're everywhere
and I can't get away.
And you're happy and gone. These walls speak your name, but you can't hear it
I wish someone would hammer you out of my head, I can't think when you are in there


'07 (No.2)
I feel nautious, I feel weak
You're the fucking static all around me
I can't think straight can't see right
I always feel like you're watching me, I want you to see me
But your eyes are elsewhere


'07 (No.3)
The sound of the pulsing bass, and the pounding drums make me weak
You were the one who would play that song for me
The same notes, and sound just slightly swisted
You said it was my song. You said, I believed.
It was beautiful, and when I heard it, I would smile
Or have an unexplainable urge to cry
I understand now, I haven't heard that song in months
I've forgotten it and that scares me more then anything
I miss you, I miss your hands, I miss your music