did you sit on the moon
and fished for stars
on the fourth of july
while i waited
and the firecrackers
they exploded
and the clouds
they brought you here
but i'm blinded
sparks in my eyes
the lights
they're too bright
sparks in your eyes
the lights
they're too bright
and we held on
as the ride
made our heads spin
when its over
when the lights
have gone down
we're just us
i know what i want
but you
you don't have a clue
so i walk away
to a darker place
Thursday, July 24, 2008
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