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We are what we don't see <br> | We are what we don't see <br> | ||
We missed everything daydreaming <br> | We missed everything daydreaming <br> | ||
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Flames to dust <br> | Flames to dust <br> | ||
Lovers to friends <br> | Lovers to friends <br> | ||
Why do all good things come to an end <br> | Why do all good things come to an end <br> | ||
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Travelling I always stop at exits <br> | Travelling I always stop at exits <br> | ||
Wondering if I'll stay <br> | Wondering if I'll stay <br> | ||
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The pain sets it and I don't cry <br> | The pain sets it and I don't cry <br> | ||
I only feel gravity and I wonder why <br> | I only feel gravity and I wonder why <br> | ||
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And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day until the feeling went away <br> | And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day until the feeling went away <br> | ||
And the clouds were dropping and the... <br> | And the clouds were dropping and the... <br> | ||
Revision as of 11:04, 25 May 2007
About Jjjohan
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die
Honestly what will become of me
I don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don't see
We missed everything daydreaming
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Travelling I always stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why
And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day until the feeling went away
And the clouds were dropping and the...
The rain forgot how to bring salvation
The dogs were whistling a new tune barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die
