breathe your worries over my finger tips,
i'll write them down for you
scribbled in the shorthand of daydream believers
we never needed a dictionary to comprehend the word hope
in the dusk of summer,
i store my doubts on the soles of my shoes
to see if i can wear them down to childlike acceptance.
Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 12:50 AM UTC
breathe your worries over my finger tips,
i'll write them down for you
scribbled in the shorthand of daydream believers
we never needed a dictionary to comprehend the word hope
in the dusk of summer,
i store my doubts on the soles of my shoes
to see if i can wear them down to childlike acceptance.
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