Tuesday, December 13, 2011

That ship left and I wasn't on her...

(all of this)
I've thought of her ever since
(tears in the rain)
because that's how the brain works
(all of this)
and she probably thinks of me
(a breath in the wind)
like a breakfast cereal
(all of this)
that she never had
(peace in the protest)
but heard good things about

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