It's been one year.
One whole ******* year.
It's funny how I was at your house this time
and how I was lying in your arms
staring at your ceiling
*"Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise"*
Was it really like that?
Was I really that naive?
Was it easy for you to break my wings and take my abilty to fly?
*"Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free"*
I was happy when I met you
I was happy when I had you
and even now,
after one whole year,
One whole ******* year.
I am happy.
*"Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night"*
I am free.
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC
It's been one year.
One whole ******* year.
It's funny how I was at your house this time
and how I was lying in your arms
staring at your ceiling
*"Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise"*
Was it really like that?
Was I really that naive?
Was it easy for you to break my wings and take my abilty to fly?
*"Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free"*
I was happy when I met you
I was happy when I had you
and even now,
after one whole year,
One whole ******* year.
I am happy.
*"Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night"*
I am free.
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