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"So these things will eventually end. It still matters to me that they happen."
... and the seasons, they go round and round ...
... no one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun ...
... there's no straight lines make up my life, and all my roads have bends ...
... think about the sun, think about her golden glance ...
... chasing the years of my life ...
... we'll search for tomorrow on every shore ...
... not looking back, but I want to look around me now ...
... someday we'll all be gone, but lullabys go on and on ...
"We're going to die. That sucks. But we get to live first. And I mean to."
i am made from the dust of the stars
and the oceans flow in my veins
... and the seasons, they go round and round ...
... no one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun ...
... there's no straight lines make up my life, and all my roads have bends ...
... think about the sun, think about her golden glance ...
... chasing the years of my life ...
... we'll search for tomorrow on every shore ...
... not looking back, but I want to look around me now ...
... someday we'll all be gone, but lullabys go on and on ...
"We're going to die. That sucks. But we get to live first. And I mean to."
i am made from the dust of the stars
and the oceans flow in my veins
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Date: 2007-05-03 03:51 pm (UTC)