Saturday, March 15, 2008

thoughts on nothing

everything i love is a phone call away (modern times)
everything i love will escape me someday (i am not fine)
the wind is bitter and cold even though it's nice out
i can't help but wonder what my life will be about
will i survive past twenty one? my funeral, will anyone come?
well, if i burn out, like the the stars in the sky,
i hope my glow forever encompasses your nights for the rest of time

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maybe everything will fall into place one day
maybe i'll forget who i am and float away
maybe i'll build a boat and leave forever
maybe i'll take you with me, together
We'll find an island, for you and i
we'll have a kid and a dog, we'll die this way
maybe my dreams have failed me
maybe i've dreamnt for so long, i can't see reality

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