the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

When We Thought 2000 Was The End

Damn this given beauty not given to me,
The storm that clears over the east
The silence on the moon
The coldness on the beach.
I never found the innocence,
I got in right as they were leaving.
I never had the reflections and the water
Or the constructive waves to make you more than up.
Now you make love when you're sad and you drink to be happy.
And it can fill up the room from the ground to the ceiling,
There's no liquid or sound that could drown out this feeling.

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