The tall buildings literally scrape the sky.
I wonder what it would be like to fly?
Travel by a clone taxi or a bus?
The long one-way escalator is an option for the two of us!
Freaky meet with Emily in the street,
Led us to not use our feet.
I tried to explain what was bothering me,
Lack of understanding yet again,
Leaves me to be alone again.
Jul 16, 2010
Jul 16, 2010 at 2:27 AM UTC
The tall buildings literally scrape the sky.
I wonder what it would be like to fly?
Travel by a clone taxi or a bus?
The long one-way escalator is an option for the two of us!
Freaky meet with Emily in the street,
Led us to not use our feet.
I tried to explain what was bothering me,
Lack of understanding yet again,
Leaves me to be alone again.
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