decisions decisions

May 14, 2006 23:56

relationships...books...summer--

"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." -Aldous Huxley

I wanna have the same last dream again,
the one where I wake up and I'm alive.
Just as the four walls close me within,
my eyes are opened up with pure sunlight.
I'm the first to know,
my dearest friends,
even if your hope has burned with time,
anything that's dead shall be re-grown,
and your vicious pain, your warning sign,
you will be fine.

Hey, yo - here I am,
and here we go,
life's waiting to begin.

Any type of love - it will be shown,
like every single tree reach for the sky.
If you're gonna fall,
I'll let you know,
that I will pick you up
like you for I,
I thought this thing,
I can't replace.
When everyone was working for this goal.
We're all the children left without a trace,
only to come back, as pure as gold,
To recite this all.

Hey, yo - here I am,
and here we go,
life's waiting to begin.
Tonight, hey, yo,
here I am,
and here we go,
life's waiting to begin.
Tonight, hey, yo,
here I am,
and here we go,
life's waiting to begin.

I cannot live, I can't breathe
unless you do this with me
I cannot live, I can't breathe
unless you do this with me
I cannot live, I can't breathe
unless you do this with me
I cannot live, I can't breathe
unless you do this with me
I cannot live, I can't breathe
unless you do this with me
I cannot live, I can't breathe
unless you do this with me

Hey, yo - here I am (do this with me),
and here we go,
life's waiting to begin (do this with me).
Hey, yo - here I am (do this with me).
And here we go,
life's waiting to begin,
life's waiting to begin

--decisions, decisions...
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