Tuesday, August 6, 2013

mashed up

When life's the only truth,
That's when I run to you.
And it's you and me
And all of the people
In the sweet madness,
This glorious sadness.

Staring out into the night
Trying to hide the pain,
If you leave I won't cry
I won't waste a single day
Between the sand and stone.
Could you make it on your own?


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