the gaslight anthem
selected poems
Honey bee, she say I got too much sympathy. But I can call her anytime. And if you're lost and you need a little peace from me, Bring all your trouble by Honey bee, how have I hurt you? C'mon tell your blues to me. Maybe I should live up there in the curtains, On the wings of Mercury.  I was fortunately desperate and turbulently innocent. I was living underneath my body weight. My eyes were swollen green and hazy, sick from grief and hate and envy, I was crawling up inside my head.  And all I seemed to find is that everything has chains. And all this life just feels like a series of dreams. Selected poems and lovers I can't begin to name. And all in all I find that nothing stays the same.  And I was crazy like the moon for you and head over my heels for you. And never would I change or compromise. But something in my mind does things I can't contain for anything. Last night I don't think sleep even touched my eyes.  And all I seemed to find is that everything has chains. And all this life just feels like a series of dreams. Selected poems and lovers I can't begin to name. And all in all I find that nothing stays the same.  And all I seem to find is how everything has chains. And all my life just feels like an idiot dream. Selected poems and lovers I never seen again. And all in all I find that nothing stays the same.