the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

On The Last One

This is your classic,
Just the way you've always had it.
The best things come in threes
Or in however many people can fit in your heart.
Oh, take me back to the start
Where the eye looked over the overcast dusk,
I would never change the channel it looked over.
There is something in the background chorus;
It's hopeful that there's something for us.

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