November 5th, 2009

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  • Nov. 5th, 2009 at 8:55 AM
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verse 1
her own presence was a rain of thunder
she came along to sweep me off my feet.
i didn't have a chance, it was one glance
and i fell to hazardous fantasies.
verse 2
but then nothing came to reality
when she left, she left my heart bipolar,
saturated with her printed farewells,
maybes, disappointments, insanities.
chorus
i took the next available taxi
and she had a ticket for the train alone.
in her pocket she carried a small note,
"wait for me, 'til the day when i come home"
bridge
i wept my animosity, say bye
love bye, where my words failed to make a sound
verse 3
if there were windows to view my answers
i would take you high, to soft-stained glasses
show the tints, colours and intricacies
on the day you cried you believed in me
chorus
i took the next available taxi
and she had a ticket for the train alone.
in her pocket she carried a small note,
"wait for me, 'til the day when i come home"



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