"In today's world, love, art, and magic are greatly needed" Fritz Scholder.

martes, 31 de agosto de 2010

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Music is playing so loud
Energy is filling my veins
Smoking a drag from my Marlboro reds
Your voice resonating inside my head.

My fingers expand while thinking about you
My fingertips one by one remain silent thinking about your face.

I hate when you don't listen
I hate when you are stubborn and deaf.

Every syllable comes out right
Your chest is the place where I rest
Where I feel peace
My safety guard.

Tonight New York feels different
The city feels lonely
You brighten every street corner
You keep on crashing my life.

Image of hope
Future of mine
I'll wait
I'll stand still.

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