she woke up way too early the whole world still is sleeping deep in the whirlwind a boy and a girl win a chance at inevitable weeping
she played the piano and he smoked a cigarette it burned at the tip he yearned for her lips he's never been a man of regret
he always did what he wanted she always did what she's told they met in a daydream they bet on the home team like a tornado their story unfolds
he said,"where are you from?" she said,"the same place as you." they laugh and they play fight 'til "sleep tight", said this May night she hadn't the slightest clue
alcohol is quite an aphrodisiac she fell in love with all that she heard now cold and despondent this morning the calmest and last night was nothing but words
I don't usually do long stories like this so be gentle