Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Summer's gone, and I am waiting for new beginnings with better endings. Long nights for the sleep deprived. I'll write these letters to you from a desk in my room that's bleeding truth.

[here we are together
i never would have guessed it
baby there's a reason
and baby there's a message
cause we've all seen the glories
and we've all heard love stories
stranger than this
punch lines and ironies
swirl through the galaxies
like dust in the sunbeams
that slant through our windows
and heartbeats and molecules
geniuses and silly fools
we're all at the mercies
of punch lines and ironies
echoes and rumors
of Gods sense of humor 
leak out of heaven
in the mysteries and legends
and they whisper their glories
into our love stories
and help us believe
yeah help us believe
punch lines and ironies
swirl through the galaxies
like dust in the sunbeams
that slant through our windows
and heartbeats and molecules
geniuses and silly fools
we're all at the mercies
of punch lines and ironies]


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