Dec 4, 2010

Dreaming of Winters

Sing a song to the dead when your words are left unsaid.
They'll remind you of a time when you always felt fine.
With winds, words and sounds, they'll carry you to the other side of town.
You'll see a girl with a smile, and then she will leave for a while.
Now it's up to you, take with you the words and sounds,
or forever be lost, just waiting to drown.

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