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I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
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“Sometimes a man gets carried away when he feels like he should be having his fun and much too blind to see the damage he's done, oh sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one. So I'll wait for you and I'll burn will I ever see your sweet return, oh will I ever learn? Oh, Lover you should've come over. Oh love well I'm waiting for ( Read more... )

On a Sunday morning sidewalk, I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday that makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying that's half as lonesome as the sound,
of the sleeping city sidewalk, and Sunday morning coming down.

- Johnny Cash

So give me your hand,
And let's jump out the window.

-the shins

Too many voices, It won't take long
Which one's right, which one's wrong
Yours is most likely to be misunderstood
Screaming in tongues
On the top of my lungs

~Lifehouse

Misfit, I sit
Lit up, wicked.

-No Doubt

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