Tuesday, April 9, 2013


WORDS by tony.
Senses run like a train or a horse
Of course You are the one
Sending me laughing and reckoning into the night
Youth is a game like life itself
The time I ran was when I saw no other way
Every day, we learn the ways and the words of others
Teach ourselves to live in this grown up world
Like a firework or my alarm clock, the noise you cannot escape
Like space, time seems like it was a waste
And Pictures.

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