Writing in the night
Waiting for the moments come
Writing for tonight
Waiting till the clock strikes one
And the papers, are shred to pieces
And the songs, are hidden away
These words are fond memories
These roads keep me safe
My pencil,
Keeps on writing
Writing till the days end
Writing just to pretend
Everything’s okay…
Time to let it go
Just once time has shown
Time to say goodbye
Ending this lullaby
Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 12:55 PM UTC
Writing in the night
Waiting for the moments come
Writing for tonight
Waiting till the clock strikes one
And the papers, are shred to pieces
And the songs, are hidden away
These words are fond memories
These roads keep me safe
My pencil,
Keeps on writing
Writing till the days end
Writing just to pretend
Everything’s okay…
Time to let it go
Just once time has shown
Time to say goodbye
Ending this lullaby
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