Such a simple thing, to go unsung
amidst the rain of droplets I catch one on my tongue
and then they hit, not one but all
melt into the ground, theres no one else around
a chorus of my sleep surrounds me,
i must decide whats real and whats fantasy.
that crazy feeling you feel when your whole world stops its motion
and your heart beats devotion.
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 1:52 AM UTC
Such a simple thing, to go unsung
amidst the rain of droplets I catch one on my tongue
and then they hit, not one but all
melt into the ground, theres no one else around
a chorus of my sleep surrounds me,
i must decide whats real and whats fantasy.
that crazy feeling you feel when your whole world stops its motion
and your heart beats devotion.
