Jun 27, 2005 00:53
Flashing lights
Little Xs
Collide
In the night
With tangerine moons
You and I
Collide
But you pull
The yellow ribbon that entwines us
I stand here
Still holding on
To neverending bowls
Singe
Pink puffy lungs
Neverending happiness
Sad radio songs
Friends faces
Cling
Raindrops on the windsheild
Too far away
The light whistle of a train to somewhere new
Maybe the love
Is right in front of you