Thursday, October 27, 2011

i'll be your savior, your secret vice.

april: ugh. i love that stupid smile you just gave me.
aidee: i love how you insult me and compliment me at the same time.
april: it's part of my charm.
aidee: i hate you.
april: no, you don't. you're half in love with me. i can see it in that same stupid smile, that's why i love it.

i am not in love with you.
but i wouldn't mind spending every single second of my life next to you.
yours are the new pair eyes that i want to gaze into.

Grand Ole Party- Roll On Down


look oh how high i stand on this dune
the sand shifting shapes
and i hope, i hope i will shift some too
yes, i hope i'll shift some soon

and look how the water dances on top the sand
out tens of hundreds of miles
and it's the dream in this heat to reach it before dark
but i fear that by then she'll be dried

but there is no falling off this mound
no matter its height you can only roll down
down, down, down,

oh look how my legs seem to move on their own
without much prompting from me
and i know, i know they'll cut out on me too
yes, i know they'll drop me real soon


look at the band of travelers you're with
would you risk your life to save theirs
it's the law of the land to get what you can
and preserve all that can't be procured

look oh how red seems to bleed into blue
as the sun sinks to his grave
and i fear, i fear i will sink to mine too
yes, i fear i'll sink to it soon

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