My mind dances a whirlwind
but my face, ah my face - displays my infinity
...................
the movement is inward.The rhythm of my dreams intensity echos my
laughter. For the clouds are quite beautiful
and your eyes are exceedingly dark
...................
I follow the curve
an image closes the distance
for unknown; in your movement I become a perfect song
....................
The street of missing persons
Its so quiet here
so peaceful
and the future rushes towards me with astonishing speed
....................
Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 11:07 PM UTC
My mind dances a whirlwind
but my face, ah my face - displays my infinity
...................
the movement is inward.The rhythm of my dreams intensity echos my
laughter. For the clouds are quite beautiful
and your eyes are exceedingly dark
...................
I follow the curve
an image closes the distance
for unknown; in your movement I become a perfect song
....................
The street of missing persons
Its so quiet here
so peaceful
and the future rushes towards me with astonishing speed
....................
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