are we a generation of idiot lovers
or just hopeless dreamers?
sometimes i can hear my name on the breeze
and i wonder
is it my moaning past
or sorrowful future?
these things can never be answered
for there is no answer
was there ever?
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 9:20 PM UTC
are we a generation of idiot lovers
or just hopeless dreamers?
sometimes i can hear my name on the breeze
and i wonder
is it my moaning past
or sorrowful future?
these things can never be answered
for there is no answer
was there ever?
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