Sunday, December 21, 2008


I don't know what to say I'm writing;
That's the sound of my heart, right then
Why do you whisper things so sweet?
Right on through to where you used to be.
I don't know where it could have gone;
Think you know, but more you know his song,
And maybe mine is too long

Tell me darlin do you hear that sound?
World is dying, it's no longer round.
(Or is it the brain?)
I sometimes wish I could go again,
So we could miss the pain and the sane
Tell me dear would you want me try?
You didn't even say goodbye.
I know it when you lie

You feel it when I,
You make me wanna...
Nothing left to..

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