Friday, September 26, 2008

beaten with a bat and falling now
Through the window and behind trees
running quick but falling faster

sand isn't comforting when brown eyes turn red
but I still want your grip

Scream it out, scream it out
but only in silent words
Break down on the floor

Make your decision
fly or fall?
there is only time for one

Stand up
strong and bruised
Walk home a new you

The take off is hard
the rain falls and I am still tall

Brown eyes has fallen but my hand is out

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