Half hearted
At least it keeps a beat
I miss your mannerisms and streetwise feet
Thankful to be thankful at least we have a lead
Pointing north or nowhere it's our choice to perceive
Walk on sand turning to rock
Rock to land a grass to frolick in
Thankful for the chance to have this dance I'd let you go if you promise to come back
Don't define yourself with your own mind let the season persuade you to keep god on your side
Sit with me in this undulating sea of concret and center of the continent tides
Roll with me in the green grass of waves that splash us by
never get us wet Say thanks to the Sidewalks and their separation from the street
Mar 14, 2013
Mar 14, 2013 at 11:25 PM UTC
Half hearted
At least it keeps a beat
I miss your mannerisms and streetwise feet
Thankful to be thankful at least we have a lead
Pointing north or nowhere it's our choice to perceive
Walk on sand turning to rock
Rock to land a grass to frolick in
Thankful for the chance to have this dance I'd let you go if you promise to come back
Don't define yourself with your own mind let the season persuade you to keep god on your side
Sit with me in this undulating sea of concret and center of the continent tides
Roll with me in the green grass of waves that splash us by
never get us wet Say thanks to the Sidewalks and their separation from the street
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