I feel the time in this echo
I can feel the silence
It slipped off and I let it go
It hopped over that 'FOREVER' fence.
I feel you
In every yellow passing cab
You still call this throb a beat
Rather now call it stab.
Under all this glitter
I crave for that firefly
But now its better
To believe every soothing lie .....
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 3:08 PM UTC
I feel the time in this echo
I can feel the silence
It slipped off and I let it go
It hopped over that 'FOREVER' fence.
I feel you
In every yellow passing cab
You still call this throb a beat
Rather now call it stab.
Under all this glitter
I crave for that firefly
But now its better
To believe every soothing lie .....
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