He woke up in a sweat with a fading dream. But one picture still stood clear. And he wasn't sure if he could see it any other way. They're like a tiny dot on an endless page.
He woke up in a sweat. With a fading dream. But one picture still stood clear. And he wasn't sure if he could see it any other way. They're like a tiny dot.
A vision of buildings sitting empty. There's not a person to be found. All the cars sit silently waiting. All the leaves have fallen to the ground. . Waves crash with no interruption.
A vision of buildings sitting empty. There's not a person to be found. All the cars sit silently waiting. All the leaves have fallen to the ground. Waves crash with no interruption.
She looked down at my palm. I had to know what was in store for me. So many planes had gone wrong. She said her eyes could see the future. She said that in my past.
No more. Going for the more familiar. No more. The nervous anxious grin. No more turning away from the peculiar. No more. Afraid of letting anyone in.
What have you got for me this time. Can you make it sparkle. Can you make it shine. Have you got anything brighter. Something like that but a little bit tighter.
Good afternoon! May I introduce myself?. With a story to be told you may need help. I know you were a headline for some time. But now you're part of a motionless mime.
Once again he lays his pen down. And rubs his tired eyes. A few small words are all he needs. To help him win the prize. Sometimes he finds it so damn hard.