fly away - but what if i don't want to?
I still remember how the distance tricked us, and
Lead us helpless by the wrist into a pit to be devoured.
I still remember how we held so strong to this,
Though we had never really settled on a way out.
I still remember the silence.
And how we’d always find a way to turn and run to our mistakes.
I still remember how it all came back together
Just to fall apart again.
popfiction 06/09/2010 0:20
find ich trotz oder wahrscheinlich gerade wegen der unschärfe echt schön