Sunday, August 8, 2010

Smoke and mirrors.

I thought that we'd make it...
Because you said that we'd make it through...
[...]
Where can I turn?
Cause I need something more...
[...]
Because they say...
That when it's real...
You can't walk away...
Well, that's exactly what you did.
[...]
The music has ended..
But I can still hear it...
[...]
The last song,
Over and over again...
[...]
After everything has changed...
Could we go back again..?
[...]
Do you remember of the time..
When we were...
So alive?
[...]

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