Mar 19, 2009 01:38
smoke your heart out...till the climax of continence
your faith was strong, but you needed proof...
you saw him bathing, on the roof...
now, i've been here and i've been there...
in tennessee, i ran bare...
but i've never traveled the miles of your spirit...
i lay in the sand, and i lay in the bed...
but thoughts of you dancing, forever in my head...
if that day were'a coming, not a day too late...
"someone" had their hand in it, some would call it fate...