Eyes closed.
Hand on my heart...
Have you once loved, but now have moved on
That person, no longer in your heart...
I’m scared
That my mind is playing tricks on me...
I'm sorry that I flinch,
Although your touch would never land a blow...
Why do I keep going back
To someone that isn't good for me...
The Accordion Boy
"He's there again playing that friggin toy," said...
Seasons come, seasons go
Summers rain, Autumns Fall...
I hear that whistle blowing
See the steam in the wind...
I threw a rope around the moon,
I tried to prove my worth...
Salty air and ocean breeze...
?Blue eyes,
Clearer than the sky...
We try to run from our own fatality of which
eclipses us in that same...