Apr. 04, 2004,21:43
coming, and going
yes, and i know death
like a thousand times over
scribbles on papers
that will end up in a land-fill
and whoever has stuck my eyes
with this same longing
has struck hers
two pairs from across the bay
but they have evolved
in the same way
so we waver until dismissal
like everyone you meet
they come and go
like a thousand times over
scribbles on papers
that will end up in a land-fill
and whoever has stuck my eyes
with this same longing
has struck hers
two pairs from across the bay
but they have evolved
in the same way
so we waver until dismissal
like everyone you meet
they come and go