Monday, March 19, 2012
Another promise. Once became a premise.
About things that fades away while we're running with humble faces.
Following words of feeling you said,
I told you one. But I've shown you none.
A promise of a good-looking drawings.
A promise of a good-looking drawings.
And you were smiling. Just like that.
Like a doll in the cabinet and a hole in my sunset.
I can't see you further now, neither can i listen you deeper.
Also about words that i told you to write on the paper.
Another promise, makes you wise.
To see clearly in my eyes, and into troubles you recognize.
I never call my self a loser,
Not if you never told me who I were.
Now things look far far clearly.
While the song sounds pretty calm and charmy.
You still choose to sit beside me.
And we decide to choose a light, and make another promise. A better promise.
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Sleman, Monday Night
Ilustration: en.wikipedia.org/music cover by MUSE
Ilustration: en.wikipedia.org/music cover by MUSE