Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Fades in
It's better to be lost on the road than it is to be lost at home. If you're lost at home, you might be askin' yourself questions like: "where am I?" and home aint no place to be askin' those kinda questions. Feelin' the sound of acoustic like the boy in me on a magic carpet, never changin' up in the sky, like purple lights on an acid sunset. Am I dreamin' or who's dreamin'? Chasin' blind love with tired eyes - sleep on a beach and wake up young. Who told you true love can't hide forever?
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"I thought I loved him, but he had to break my heart for me to know what true love really is." "And a broken heart is bittersweet. For with the possibility of great love again, comes the possibility of great pain."
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