quinta-feira, 28 de julho de 2011

The seasons change

and my life, and my objectives, and my friends, and the things that you know

and everything is the same, but everything has changed
like the same different water that is flowing
and the future became past, and the past will not change anymore, but the past will change what is coming

madness, whispers
well, you'll never see this, you don't know this
this is my misplaced place

it's enough to me, and it's enough to you

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