chewing ice

(don's part=normal text, ian's part=text in ( ).)

staring at the ceiling, dreaming.
dreaming of the time when you and i...
all the things i'm feeling, seeming.
seeming like i've felt it all before.

i'm so alone
(i need somebody to hold).
i would go home
(but i'm not sure where to go).

resting by the ocean, emotion.
emotions fill my mind as the tears fill my eyes.
missing celebration, devotion.
devotion to a cause that died before it began.

i'm so alone
(i need somebody to hold).
i would go home
(but i'm not sure where to go).

staring at the ceiling, dreaming.
dreaming of the time when you and i...
always reminiscing, wishing.
wishing i could stop this chewing ice.
vocals: don, iank.

i heard it mentioned somewhere that chewing ice is a sign of sexual frustration. i can think of nothing more frustrating than being alone in a strange place, far from home. my first quarter at college made me chew a lot of ice i guess. i was surrounded by superficial faces in a place unlike any other i had ever been to. i looked forward to the winter break like it was the only thing worth living for. i was pretty lonely there for some time but surprisingly i could still survive and sometimes even smile.

--donnyb.

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