Friday, May 8, 2009




Time.I've been passing time watching trains go by.All of my life, lying on the sand, watching seabirds fly.Wishing there would be, someone waiting home for me.Somethings telling me it might be you, it's telling me it might be you.All of my life.

Like autumn turns leaves, winter will breathe, cold on our necks, snow in our paths.Wherever she goes, all that I know about us is that beautiful things never last,that's why fireflies flash.

It's four AM, I'm waking up to your perfume.Don't get up, I'll get through on my own.I don't know if I'm home or if I lost the way into your room I'm spiraling into my doom.I'm feeling half alive but I know one day you and I will be free, To live and die by our own rules, free.

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