May 27, 2010 11:25
no argument
no ideas
and no more fighting
paradigm
i'm waiting
shifting
watch the sunlight through the leaves
hear the propellers overhead
paint the shadows away
she lives like a mystic
i can't match up
the drapes are so thin that
i feel tragic
the color of the sky in my dreams haunts me
i can feel it coming on
there is no stopping
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