It’s strange that even though you know me so well,even though all these years you nurtured me, used me, and passed me around,to tear…
There’s nothing I can tell you anymore..
I keep escaping to dreamswhere I am lostand I am foundbut with you,
always with you.
— wishful
She said goodbyeand then everything began to floatcars, buildings, trees, litter and fiery leaves,hovered…
She said goodbyeand it was the last thing you expectedher to say, but even the doctorprescribes poisonto…
a laughthere’s that sparkle in her eye
Open your eyes andwatch the trees,they’re on firesinging in pain
it is when you’re on the cusp ofsinking in, of slipping awayright when you feel safe enough toclose your eyes, and loosen…
In this dead end town
Ever since I spoke to her heartand it sang to me,I have had that songon repeat.