Take the picture from the wall cause you think that nothing matters
cant describe my feelings. its a mixture of discontent and happy. wonder how this will pan out especially since this applies to a number of things on my mind right now.
This is the end/This story's old/But it goes on and on/Until we disappear/Calm me and let me taste/The salt that you breathed/While you were underneath/I am the one who haunts your dreams/Of mountains sunk below the sea/I spoke the words but never/Gave a thought to what they all could mean/
This is the end/This story's old/But it goes on and on/Until we disappear/Calm me and let me taste/The salt that you breathed/While you were underneath/I am the one who haunts your dreams/Of mountains sunk below the sea/I spoke the words but never/Gave a thought to what they all could mean/