martes, 6 de septiembre de 2011

Black Hole

My eyes are so bleary
I guess I'm young
But I feel so weary

I've tried to express it
But I think it's all a bore
It's at the heart of me
A very part of me

Speak slowly, I can't hear you
My mind keeps spinning closer and closer 
To the rain on the roof 
And the rain in my head
And the things that you said
Keep on taking further ahead

And it just gets so foggy 
It's nowhere in here 
And it's everywhere else
That I don't want to be

But I'm stuck here
Getting misty over you
I'm alone on a bicycle for two

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