January
13 February 2007
godmorgon
godmorgon
godmorgon
You were born inside of a raindrop.
I watched you falling,
To your death.
And the sun,
Well she could not save you.
She'd fallen down too, now the streets are wet.
Your ship may be coming in.
You're weak, but not giving in
To the cries and the wails of the valley below.
And your ship may be coming in.
You're weak, but not giving in.
And you'll fight it, you
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