Sanoja: Permanent. Sink / Swim. Virtue Of Vices.

Maybe talking bail bonds till the early morning dawn wasnt the best way to waste the night away, and ill save the half-truth, its never as romantic as you wish it could be, whenever that phone rings too late or too early ive learned to fear the worst. the comfort of trading work weeks for weekends and security, or freedom...i know theres a comfort in these dead end jobs and work week rat races. i know there?s a line we cross, and god awful decisions we all have to make, i just hope you can live with the path you take, cause ill wish you the best? i hope you skip town on a breath and find peace with the rest. theyre just whispers in my ear now, i finally found the cure. maybe old songs will remind you where you once stood, trading old lives for new jobs, youll be gone before too long, this tapes worn out over the years now, ill be gone before too long, like the seasons have a smell and each car has its songs the tapes we play as we remember each of our wrongs maybe fast songs will remind you where you once stood, i could care less about the rest, ill be driving until dawn, give richmond my regards