Last night I fell
onto a theory
Into a memory
that has never existed,
playing perfectly
The tricks I've come to notice here are
soundless, to the sound sleepers around
Relax kids, lets hush our tone
you’ve only fallen into a machine
of dreams,
the perfect chance to be alone
Jun 3, 2012
Jun 3, 2012 at 7:03 PM UTC
Last night I fell
onto a theory
Into a memory
that has never existed,
playing perfectly
The tricks I've come to notice here are
soundless, to the sound sleepers around
Relax kids, lets hush our tone
you’ve only fallen into a machine
of dreams,
the perfect chance to be alone
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