Monday, September 22, 2008

sometimes

I had to walk on,
I just wanted to hold you.
I say I can love you.
But it's fine.
I see the stars.

Walking down an empty street,
no one near.
But I know it's fine,
I see the stars.

(How do you know you?)
(How do I know you're true?)

Tonight like all the others,
we walk in the cool evening.
I'm alright,
I see the lights.

Neon lights, cigarettes, rented rooms, empty bars, golden lights, misty breath, colored shoes, I'm tired of crying on the stairs...

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