Cloudded
throwing rocks into the sky to shatter the glass floor of the maker.Time is my enemy waiting for destiny to cross your path,
in your arms is the purest desire.Sitting in the fog, how did i let it go so wrong?ever harder I journey in my dreams to reach the top of the mountain that holds the antenna of time,i have to turn the broadcast up.I will always be in love with you,A gaurdian to pain,I never want you to hurt again.Finding the words to voice the pain in my soul is a voyage through an ocean of unrest.PostSecret.
Following the yellow lines, the road blurs.
Don't cross the centerline.
Stop.
A rest stop off the road of anywhere,
free coffee,
Back onwords
in your arms is the purest desire.Sitting in the fog, how did i let it go so wrong?ever harder I journey in my dreams to reach the top of the mountain that holds the antenna of time,i have to turn the broadcast up.I will always be in love with you,A gaurdian to pain,I never want you to hurt again.Finding the words to voice the pain in my soul is a voyage through an ocean of unrest.PostSecret.
Following the yellow lines, the road blurs.
Don't cross the centerline.
Stop.
A rest stop off the road of anywhere,
free coffee,
Back onwords