they raise thier glasses high, they kiss the past good bye...

Jan 01, 2005 01:45

another year. something naive and hopeful inside me says it'll be a good one. chilled at the davidsons which is always fun. poker, halo 2, chasing after the little kids trying to scare them, good times. Heheh. Happy New Years.

It's New Years Eve and I'm full of empty promises,
I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year.
The band is loud and I'm wandering the shadows,
wishing I was never here. I persevere.
A crowded room, these whitewashed tombs,
they raise their glasses high, they kiss the past goodbye.

This New Years Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow.
My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe,
this New Years Eve, will turn out better than before,
I'm holding on, still holding out,
until they close the door... on me.

here's to this year being better than the one before... cheers.
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