Sunday, November 8, 2009

when your eyes are locked on mine.

oh, we could fill the metro skies with country air, and when you close your tired eyes i'll meet you there. deep inside of you there’s a ruby glow, and it gets brighter. there’s a rushing sound that surrounds us when we walk alone. if we could just be immobile for some time and finally figure out the way we feel, about the missing puzzle pieces and cloudy question marks. i tend to disappear here and there, so concentrate and you’ll feel me everywhere.

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