today, we can be tone deaf
and cringe at the notes our love once symphonized
today, we can be left handed
and **** up the paper our story was on
today, we can be mute
and let the silence speak for itself
today, we can be blind
and never see it coming
but tomorrow,
we can orchestrate
we can draw
we can speak
and we can see
everything we ever wanted to happen
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 11:40 PM UTC
today, we can be tone deaf
and cringe at the notes our love once symphonized
today, we can be left handed
and **** up the paper our story was on
today, we can be mute
and let the silence speak for itself
today, we can be blind
and never see it coming
but tomorrow,
we can orchestrate
we can draw
we can speak
and we can see
everything we ever wanted to happen
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