Jun 21, 2007 10:24
Roads are unraveling and rivers run dry,
I'm teetering towards a new edge.
A clock ticks. And a moment falls by.
Your lies are unending, your temperature high,
Small pieces fall off of the ledge.
Roads are unraveling and rivers run dry.
Your heart has stopped beating I've muted my cry,
Our bodies cast deep to the dredge.
A clock ticks. And a moment falls by.
These hands are not writing, these moments not mine,
The days are dissolving our pledge.
Roads are unraveling and rivers run dry.
When everything's falling its too hard to climb,
The flowers can't grow for the hedge.
Roads are unraveling and rivers run dry,
A clock ticks. And a moment falls by.
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