If we had our way, hidden lives and loves would
up out of the ashes in which we
g live
n
i
r
p
S
So build me a staircase that
retches your
t u to be
S p au
t t
r i
a f
e u
h l
- -
g b
n e
i a
t
and leave the love bit
wrapped up between the
two
of us
like a warm sock on chilly winter toes
Aug 9, 2011
Aug 9, 2011 at 6:47 PM UTC
If we had our way, hidden lives and loves would
up out of the ashes in which we
g live
n
i
r
p
S
So build me a staircase that
retches your
t u to be
S p au
t t
r i
a f
e u
h l
- -
g b
n e
i a
t
and leave the love bit
wrapped up between the
two
of us
like a warm sock on chilly winter toes
we'll be alright.
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