/cause every song is ours tonight
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And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
I am such an awesome and capable Maths rep. My Maths tutor and I SMS each other in the morning. Okay, most mornings. Keep watching, soon we will be the best of friends. She even told me she is passing onto me the Prophecy Of The Graphic Calculator. I don’t know what that means but it sounds like something Maths geniuses say to each other. I also like my Physics lecturer because she makes everything that is not Physics sound like a dirty word. I don’t understand what the heck she is saying but her accent totally makes up for it. .