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Post by Pez on Nov 9, 2008 0:19:40 GMT -6
Firewood. The fire grows dim
bottles hold ashes and embers
How is the night?
It's been so long, I scarcely remember. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] And it's hard to think anything
is worth keeping dear to me
the more I slip, the more I cling
grasping at straws for lyrics to sing
but old man sleep is coming tonight. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] So it's time to turn in
in a bed that I'll never share
and time to begin
the dreams that have since become nightmares [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] [/b] Cause the dreams of you are here to stay
But me--I'll keep on fadin' away.
the more I sleep, the more I crave [/color] a yesteryear, but all I've saved
is a minor melody's
goodbye [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] [/sub][/size]
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Post by Pez on Aug 10, 2009 22:25:06 GMT -6
That's all I got.
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