Calculated Accident - Cold Night For Alligators

Your decadent voice whispers quility, we’ve fallen backwards, fallen away from

this life

Don’t run.

lower your voice, find your cause

Love doesn’t grow, by itself you know — blinded guards asleep, so blow my mind

and cheat my reaction

Fix yourself by the palm trees —

Afflicted and absorbed, floating into, into the sea

Calculated accidents, or an interpretation of life, we shouldn’t look back,

on what we wanted to be

The pouring rain, recalls that awful denial — Sorrow follows those,

who are competitive — we only wear each other, as a symbol, in the back of our

mind.

will we dine alone.

we never speak our minds

The pouring rain, recalls that night, We never felt compassion, never will —

this whole city may see us fight.

In indifference light

Never felt denial as I did that night, that night — we stopped drinking,

why would we stop sharing.

Slowly the voice of silence took over.

Playful memories drown in vain

It will vanish, it will drown, open wounds, sanctions forced us out

We never felt compassion — but we felt alive