{mood}: the not so good type of indescribable
{music}: bad Blink on the radio
The stars will cry the blackest tears tonight
And this is the moment that I live for
I can smell the ocean air
Here I am pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
Thats exactly,
Exactly what I need...
From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem of our dying day...
For a second I wish the tide will swallow every inch of the city
As you gasp for air tonight
I'd scream this song right in your face if you were here
Cause then I wont miss a beat cause I never,
Never have before...
From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem of our dying day...
Of our dying day
Of our dying day
OF OUR DYING...
For a second I wish the tide would swallow every inch of this city
As your gasped for air tonight...
{music}: bad Blink on the radio
The stars will cry the blackest tears tonight
And this is the moment that I live for
I can smell the ocean air
Here I am pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
Thats exactly,
Exactly what I need...
From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem of our dying day...
For a second I wish the tide will swallow every inch of the city
As you gasp for air tonight
I'd scream this song right in your face if you were here
Cause then I wont miss a beat cause I never,
Never have before...
From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem of our dying day...
Of our dying day
Of our dying day
OF OUR DYING...
For a second I wish the tide would swallow every inch of this city
As your gasped for air tonight...
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Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Bind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
(a little exerpt from Dyland Thomas that your JE reminded me of)
whee.
yes dylan thomas... heh heh heh.
werd.
hope you get to feeling better