would it kill you to breathe?

Thick as Thieves -- Dashboard Confessional

Would it kill you to breathe?
Easy only 17 miles lay between you and me
I could make it if I had to
I don't break easily
You've got my counsel, thick as thieves
If there's a crime we'll keep it secret
For there's only trace amounts left in your blood
You may be a sinner
But you may be justified

Just keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

Will it kill me to breathe
Not as easy as you think it is between you and me
I could fake it if I have to
I don't break easily
I need your counsel, thick as thieves
I have no crime to keep a secret
It was hers, it was not mine
Well I may be a sinner
But it wasn't me this time

Just keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

Listen to yourself
There is a hemorrhage in your mouth
It won't stop bleeding
Well you may be the traitor
I will hold the smoking gun
You'll get away clean
I'll keep your secrets til the grave has swallowed me
And I will never tell a tortured soul they are burning by my side
That I am a sinner
I am a savior
I am a lie

So keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

I've been so caught up with stuff like Citadels and such recently, more importantly I've finally managed to keep proper form and start bagging 3-pointers. That's a good achievement. Range improved! =D

Anyway life as usual sucks. Now even more so. A week's past already. Royce is still in the UK. Ok, whatever you might think about it being gay. But I do miss him. It's not about going to RI to eat together, sitting together in Econs and History lectures, but just the feeling of you knowing that someone close to you, someone you'd trust your life with is nearby. But no pressure, Royce. Haha I wouldn't want to entrust my life to you, what if you saw the monster of a neighbour that you were so afraid to talk to? =P

People ask me why I'm so stupid, prolonging my misery, pushing through the thistles and thorn-bush laden undergrowth in this dark forest. Why am I hurting myself to try to get to that end point. Is it worth that much? Perhaps. Maybe the sight of the end point one day will be the proof that it was worth it. After all, Man was born to hope. Without hope, Man is just a group of defunct organisms who think that they know everything. So I shall go on hoping. Hoping that one day everything would be better. Hoping that one day, I'll be able to look back and say that I did manage to accomplish something.

On the point of knowing everything, as the list of known unknowns and unknown unknowns gets smaller each day, how much more can we progress? They say the sky's the limit. We've surpassed that. We've gone into space. Are we going to find extra terrestrial life one day? Just imagine if we encountered a world like that of the Planet of the Apes. Kind of artistic, isn't it. The way humanity falls thanks to its arrogance. A warning, even.