monkeyandhead
I didn't train to be a Pilot.
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- Australia
- Seen Oct 10, 2011
Just a song I wrote up recently, considering I barely do anything on Pokecommunity. (Bold is chorus)
I took time,
to try and find you,
but nature fought against me,
and my feelings.
When will they learn,
there is no fire or water.
Stare into shattered glass,
this interminable reflection,
just give me your hands before winter takes them.
I take time,
to reasses,
this endless stanza,
and the mess it creates.
A note in a box,
sitting behind closed doors,
can you reach,
what has been left to the law?
When will they learn,
there is no fire or water.
Stare into shattered glass,
this interminable reflection,
just give me your hands before winter takes them.
Stare into shattered glass,
this interminable reflection,
just give me your hands before winter takes them.
I took time,
to try and find you,
but nature fought against me,
and my feelings.
When will they learn,
there is no fire or water.
Stare into shattered glass,
this interminable reflection,
just give me your hands before winter takes them.
I take time,
to reasses,
this endless stanza,
and the mess it creates.
A note in a box,
sitting behind closed doors,
can you reach,
what has been left to the law?
When will they learn,
there is no fire or water.
Stare into shattered glass,
this interminable reflection,
just give me your hands before winter takes them.
Stare into shattered glass,
this interminable reflection,
just give me your hands before winter takes them.