Storytelling

Thursday, February 4, 2010

hook

i never meant
to grow old
the second star
was so far
out of reach
we're moving at light speed
you and me
i lose my breath
i rest
i sweat
i can't keep up
you're far away
the clocks change
we're on different days
keep my window in your sight
second house
to the right

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