Feb 22, 2006 06:03
Arms never felt so close, rain never felt so good, smoke could have taken me over and the chocolate was sweeter. Well ha ha ha, owls that arent real patrol the bay, i was shorter than you and still tall, you were open and sweet, maybe the chocolate helped but I think my brain saved it, the fake plane flying on the crooked river of brick, wetness eroded on to me, those shoes couldnt hold it. Park benches in the city that only wanted us, elevators empty but no you didnt move, i want that. Your eyes of steel...