Wednesday, December 19, 2012

this is all new.


Each shade of blue

Is kept in our eyes
Keep blowing and lightning
Because we own the sky

Secrets from the winds
Burnt stars crying

Soft soft or cruel
Can't we change our minds?
We kill what we build
Because we own the sky

Secrets from the winds
Burnt stars crying

So many moons here
Lost wings floating

It's coming, it's coming now!
It's coming, it's coming now!
What's coming? What's coming now?
What's coming? What's coming now?

It's coming from the sky
It's coming like the wind

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

*raising the roof*

This is how it once was....

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This is how it is now: 

EIGHT YEARS FEELS LIKE A DREAM..
a really, really bad dream..