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Sep 2013
In and out of doors but still so sure

Filling  dancefloors you’re cool you’re pure

Facing collision with a new disposition and trying to maintain

That sometimes there is sun but mostly there is rain

Time is a not a concept I hear him creeping up. I turn I look him in the eyes and ask, “what’s up?”

“Nothing’s up I’m merely here and follow everyone but I’ve never followed anyone that’s like a loaded gun”

Peace and love are no reprieve with a heart upon your sleeve

Pull apart every stitch in time and lets weave

Now I’m king but still no queen I see her in my dreams

When I’m asleep she’s awake or so it seems

Words you see the notes will follow

Anticipate tomorrow

Never lend never borrow it only leads to being *******.

Bus stop and ***** shop suspicion makes you wanna

Start a good religion that everyone will folla

Scratch that I know nothing but the importance of feeling

Let the plan hatch that’s stirring then escape to leave them reeling

Feel so good didn’t know I could but enough about me

Lets celebrate the fact our eyes can see

Sure this road I woke upon does pierce the horizon

I bet though when I get there anticlimax is the poison

The nowhere groove down which I move presents itself in fact

It's a necessary evil with which I’ve made my pact

Suddenly, so long, release!

The wasted days and lonely weeks

Chances change we come of age and crash through an oasis

Places people just don't know

Scared and scolded as we go

This is this we’re meant to go

Deep inside I just don’t know

Rain it falls as twilight calls last orders on this game of old

Back to chances, only fear, your chances live and die right here.
Bernardo Soares
Written by
Bernardo Soares  London
(London)   
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   Nick Durbin
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