para ser libre
05/04/05, 11:19 AM
pouring pestilence into my ear, while I was sleeping…
if and when I wake up, do I still believe those dreams from the night before
train stations have become to many places to have a home,
for long goodbyes and burnt down cigarettes waiting for arrivals.
whirlwind second chances on these rainy days,
and the delays are what keep us coming back for more
reverse just went transmission ending,
over and out,
this is our ending
I’ll be back tommorow
if and when I wake up, do I still believe those dreams from the night before
train stations have become to many places to have a home,
for long goodbyes and burnt down cigarettes waiting for arrivals.
whirlwind second chances on these rainy days,
and the delays are what keep us coming back for more
reverse just went transmission ending,
over and out,
this is our ending
I’ll be back tommorow