Found a flaw in the ending of a book that I've read twice
I set her straight, it's not based on my life.
There's tension in this room, We both blind to look forward
Fumbling 'round in the dark with a flashlight.
No need to be uncalm
We'll leave it by the phone
A message you can swallow
A letter to sign
No need to be alarmed
We'll leave this all alone
And all the guilt will follow you in a line.
We travel to the past by memory
Imagination’s what our future will be?
No comments:
Post a Comment