the stars fell from my heaven2003-11-09 | 11:31 a.m. my fingers are ice my eyes are hallowed your words are nothing but the sound of a vice closing in. lingering love... the greatest inconvience presumably possible. here i listen to a very different voice on my stereo than the one on the phone. one i cant help wish was singing to me. telling me endless dreams fall endlessy. if i could have love with a purpose, that would be it. to love a man who would feel those words about me. to live the lines flowing from my stereo. [dreaming to dream that someone would dream of me.] |
synergy |