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quinta-feira, março 27, 2008

all good things

fran`s
Ah! ah! ah!
Honestly, what would become of me?
Don't like reality, it's way too clear for meReally,
life is dandy, we are what we don't see
We miss everything daydreaming
Flames to dust, lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Flames to dust, lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Travelling, i... only stop at exits
Wondering if i'll stay young and restless
Living this way, i stress less
I want to pull away
when the dream dies
The pain sets in and i don't cry
I only feel gravity and i wonder why
Well, the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soonSo that they could...
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could dieDie...
Well, the dogs were
barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
And the sun was wondering if it should
Stay away for a day'til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling
And the clouds were dropping and the rain
Forgot how to bring salvation
The dogs were barking at the new moon
Whisteling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could die.

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