Tuesday, 6 February 2007


When dreams are forgotten
And eyes long to lust.
I can say I’ve come a long way
Down this road of golden dust.

I know I’m wrong
I never know when I’m right
Just a stranger, a hitchhiker
Looking for a ride.

Look at me through the eyes of a stranger
All you’ll see would be pain.
Come out, come on down - no use in hiding,
Let me settle in.

They come and preach me,
Tell me to be sober.
I gaze with my hollow eyes,
It’s not over.

There was a day,
There was a time
When I ripped my wings
Off of my spine.

But now every time I look,
Deep in your eyes,
I feel like I’m reborn,
I pretend I can fly…

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