30 July 2007

One-time rock and roll, one-time wannabe
Always caught up, but always free
"Shell picker of the pickiest kind"
Flinging hands and flying time.

Like a child, you'd remember
But i would forget.

When you reach the other side
I'll be thinking about you
Make the wind your bride
No one else will be true
Just maybe, you were being clever
Just maybe, tomorrow's the next step

Like a child, you'd remember
But i would forget.

It's not that we didn't care
It was only for each other
The way you held my heart
"Wait! Wait for the light to shift!"

Like a child, you'd forget
But i will always remember.

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