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WRITTEN BY MICHAEL BACON Sweet July's not welcomed here Here the trees are green all year They don't need her summer's glow In this land of ice
You come clean, waves collide now. Defenceless numb points And no voice of reason So, how come you invited me too, you knew I wanted you. You glide above
When I was young I mean younger than now and the world was small it was smaller somehow I got the speed and I got the pride But I sometimes missed what
as i look at the picture of jacoby smoking broccoli props to refer to bible prophecies it's clearly evident relationship is permanent burn the fucking
I'm tired to be losed, actions speaks louder then words, if you feel me, runaway where you will be, have more limit to be free, you release me take me
I remember when I only cried When I fell down Everything was either black or white But it's gray now I remember when I learned of love And the way she
Meteor flower you settled in my life Shine among the cut out stars and fireflies Singing careful songs across a Technicolor night Signals stronger pass
Room 421, an airport hotel I know I should be sleeping But it's too soon to tell If I'll fly out tomorrow If I'll see her tomorrow I hope that I will
Awaken to a world devoid of hope and faith I don't want to look anymore I turn it off but it won't go away The pain of a high school end The rest in
A beautiful dream I want to dream you A beautiful dream I want to hold you In the dark it would seem That no one sees me like you do No one moves the
I could feel from miles away The time you spent and the games you played In his eyes and his name upon your tongue Oh, but I kept walkin' Through the
The day God closed her eyes My mother says She felt twenty angels That came through the window and helped him to fly My sisters wept and I stepped Further
Do you hear those distant voices And sounds through the flames The deafening drone of these clanking machines In the lights it's the same We're trying
Waiting tables at your restaurant job An old man reads the paper in the booth where I stop To say hello when I'm in town Ask a friend if you're around
I stood under Ohio's skies I could see the open fields for miles I thought "what the hell am I doing back here again?" But now I'm trying to reassemble
There was blue green clay On the banks that day As we left the world behind It was upstream then Like it's upstream now In this livelong outside There