DESCRIPTION:
Artist: Ache:Emelie
Album: Ache Emelie ( self titled )
Song: Bonaparte's Lungs
Websites:
http://www.myspace.com/acheemelie
http://www.purevolume.com/acheemelie


Lyrics:

what to do with ourselves?
stuff us into pockets, or make fists to fight
just because...
let's make armor with hands and bleed them over chained wire fences.
this life is a book we read cover to cover yet never foresee how it ends.
pulled back too tight. pushed back too far and suffered. swollen, swollen up, broken again.
lacerated. incapacitated beyond my belief. --- please, don't fly away now

your warm breath pumps air into this lifeless body.
like blooming flowers i'll melt again. huff, puff, and fucking forget it.
how we all see ourselves as forgotten heroes with false pretenses and vacant uncaring eyes.
a memory that's floating away is a secret taken to the grave.
a decision that you never made caused a catastrophe that we can live with...

____Disclaimer____
This music belongs to "Ache:Emelie", not to me.