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I love the quiet of the night time
When the sun has drowned in a deathly sea
I can feel my heart beating as I speak from
the sense of time catching up with me
The sky set out like a pathway
But who decides which route we take?
As people drift into a dream world
I close my eyes as my hands shake
and when I see a new day
Whose driving the same way
I picture my own grave
This fear's got a hold on me
When the sun has drowned in a deathly sea
I can feel my heart beating as I speak from
the sense of time catching up with me
The sky set out like a pathway
But who decides which route we take?
As people drift into a dream world
I close my eyes as my hands shake
and when I see a new day
Whose driving the same way
I picture my own grave
This fear's got a hold on me
Annons
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Anonymous
Sun 22 Nov 2009 19:39
i miss the good old days :)
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