As soon to heart's content
Everything is falling into place
Days end quickly, short as I wish
All I want is to run home
Leave behind the black notes
Let's pack up and leave home
Drive away, with hours on end
This one time, I'm coming with something
Songs fly first, passion alongside
We're behind the times
To play these games is to cheat victory
And find out
Head to temporary homes
Sip the taste of infection
What may come of the coming storm
My dear, I'll in the end
2/08/2009
Day One (Still Sleeping)
Written by Unknown at 6:29 PM
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