Darkshine Raven

Just A Life
2004-04-23 20:17:19 (UTC)

Yellow Card

I can trace a tear over your cheek on to your face
looks out of place,
shouldn't I be the one crying?

I'm stuck in the moonlight symphony
gestures at the fall of everything
children's dreams
Crumble at the sight of me and you.

I can feel the blankets heave,
I can see the shadows weave.
I can only think of you.
I can only dream of you and me.

I am the blonde cowgirl,
roping in a steer on the trail.
Wind whistles and cacti call
dust like the rusty snads of home.

I can feel the blankets heave,
I can see the shadows weave.
I can only think of you.
I can only dream of you and me.




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