Dec 16, 2009 21:21
Good Weather For Airstrikes
I Slide Myself Forward
Through My Head
I Think Half Way
Backwards
See Myself Sing The Anthem
That We Wrote Together
We Had A Dream
We Had Everything
We Rode To The End Of The World
We Rode Searching
Climbed Skyscrapers
That Later Exploded
The Peace Was Out
I Lack Balance
Fall Down
Total Silence
No Answer
But The Best Thing God Has Created
Is A New Day