A song I love:
Time to leave this town
now your dreams have all let you down,
No one here will miss you now,
Time to wake up and look around.
He used to be a lovely boy.
Turn away and turn a head,
just a hopeless dreamer she said,
Eyes of cloud and feet of lead,
find a shore that needs you instead.
He used to be a lovely boy.
Time on your hands,
world at your feet,
no adventure left incomplete.
Find a place where you can hide
from the love that holds you inside,
time's so unkind,
like an old friend leaves you behind.
He used to be a lovely boy.
Time on your hands...
1 comment:
well i finished off all the leftovers yesterday for lunch but i do intend on making it again. if you can get yourself up here i'll let you try some...if they last that long. :P
or...you know...i could always just tell you how i made them. :P
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