strike a chord

May 27, 2009 | Published in | 0 comments

miles away
there's hopeless smiles brighter than mine
and I need for you to come and go
without the truth falling out.

old incisions refusing to stay
like the sun through the trees on a cloudy day

you brighten my life like a polystyrene hat
but it melts in the sun like a life without love
and I've waited for you
so I'll keep holding on

without you

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