"Our Time" and Some Lyrics I Really Like.

Don’t let your love die.
Let it burn, let is spark inside.
Perhaps, our time is then,
Not now, and maybe when it comes,
Can we let love surge again?
Will there be another chance?
I can’t go on, believing,
The little slips of paper,
In the fortune cookies that I get with,
My General Tsao’s and Wonton Soup.
“Today is the day you,
Let it go. Your chance will come.”
So you’re telling me,
If I set you free, then,
Will that day come when,
I can lay in your grace?
My heart wants to say “Yes.”
I watch the brown and yellow leaves,
Strewn across the road, dancing,
In the wake of the trucks and cars.
And there’s a cold and hollow emptiness,
Somewhere inside my chest,
And a ringing silence where,
Your voice once sung, so long ago.
My ears can’t take it anymore,
My head splits apart, trying,
Not to hear those words again:
“I love you, Matt. I always have, I always will.”
Maybe they’re words that work like duct tape.
So it doesn’t sting so bad when,
I try to reassemble myself again.
Hoping blindly that one day,
Our time may come again.

-Matt

John Samson is also an incredible songwriter.

"Left & Leaving" by The Weakerthans lyrics:

My city's still breathing (but barely it's true)
through buildings gone missing like teeth.
The sidewalks are watching me think about you,
sparkled with broken glass.
I'm back with scars to show.
Back with the streets I know
Will never take me anywhere but here.
The stain in the carpet, this drink in my hand,
the strangers whose faces I know.
We meet here for our dress-rehearsal to say " I wanted it this way"
Wait for the year to drown.
Spring forward, fall back down.
I'm trying not to wonder where you are.
All this time lingers, undefined.
Someone choose who's left and who's leaving.
Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me:
a blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest,
the best parts of Lonely, duct-tape and soldered wires,
new words for old desires,
and every birthday card I threw away.
I wait in 4/4 time.
Count yellow highway lines that you're relying on to lead you home.