IM JUST A SHADOW OF YOUR THOUGHTS IN ME.
BUT SUN IS SETTING, SHADOWS GROWING
A LONG CAST FIGURE WILL TURN INTO NIGHT
IT'S LIKE NOTHING IN THIS WORLD EVER SLEEPS
Who said good music doesn't exist in our era?
WHERE'S THE SPRING?
MET WITH THE MIGHTIEST CHANGE IN THE BREEZE AND WITH THAT WIND IN MIND, THERE'S THE TRUTH, BEYOND BY THE CRICK LIES THE MEMORY OF YOUTH.....WHERE'S THE SPRING? LIKE A LIGHT IS TO DARK THERE'S AN END TO THIS THING...
I'm going to lay in my bed every single day til' it's officially springtime.
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