Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Let's stick to the pavement
picking leaves like minds
looking for stars on a black blanket

Hey, it's nice to meet you
I feel like I've seen you somewhere
But it's so different know
But that's okay
I kind of like this.

So let's stick to the pavement
And to the stars
and listening like we're used to
and maybe for once we can speak
if we even know how

I have a feeling we'll learn in no time.

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