Friday, July 03, 2009
deserted fairground. broken promises. the pink, pink sky.
i've never felt this alone.
maybe i've been too dependent.
two years, seven months and 29 days,
disappearing into the murky depths of the past.
crazy about romance and illusions.
somebody lurks in the shadows
somebody whispers
somebody lurks in the shadows
i've never felt this alone.
maybe i've been too dependent.
two years, seven months and 29 days,
disappearing into the murky depths of the past.
crazy about romance and illusions.
somebody lurks in the shadows
somebody whispers
somebody lurks in the shadows
what we could have been, 2:05 am.
