Sunday, December 28, 2008

When it pours I'd much rather get wet than to shelter my thoughts from the rain

i think that your wings would go well with my tail.
so don't ask me what's keeping me warm.
just remind me
this ain't the time
for falling in
love.

yours is the song that's engraved in my head
whenever i think out of tune.
so won't you remind me
this ain't the time
for falling in
love.

now i've left my teeth marks all over your neck.
it's a habit i can't seem to break.
for your eyes they once asked me
could this be the time
for falling in
love.
Phantom Of My Organ by Slowblow

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