Frozen in time here, the future: possible
a reflection is the
By the time you get this note I'll be
nowhere to
Waiting for the flood, we know it coming
I'grease on the
And they met when they mwere young
With one thing in
And will there come a day when you're standing in
I'll remember that old place until my
dying end
These thoughts are
I'm wearing my hands to the bone
I can't stop thinking
Light cuts every crack, to here you've brought me back
Sun,
It get's me going, keeps me moving on
Hooked on my
She'll hide away and try so much
To escape the void
Like good things must come to an end So it
By the time you get this note I'll be nowhere
Endless competition is this life that we have made My
You say we're lovers, i say we're fighters If you
[Originally by Jim Croce]I don't want to go through life
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