
Ice-age heat wave, can't complain. If the world's at large, why should I remain? Walked away to another plan. Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand. I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way. Went to the porch to have a thought. Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop. You don't know where and you don't know when. But you still got your words and you got your friends. Walk along to another day. Work a little harder, work another way. The days get shorter and the nights get cold. I like the autumn but this place is getting old. I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast. It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most. The day's get longer and the nights smell green. I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave The moths beat themselves to death against the lights. Adding their breeze to the summer nights. Outside, water like air was great. I didn't know what I had that day. Walk a little farther to another plan. You said that you did, but you didn't understand. I know that starting over is not what life's all about but my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth. my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth. my thoughts were so loud. agora só pego foto perdida do google já que não tenho câmera e só posto letra de música já que falam mais que as minhas palavras |
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