Monday, August 10, 2009
Standing On the Edge of Summer - Thursday
Do you like this story?
In this room
I'm standing by your side
Ait rains for hours
And the phone is its hook
Standing on the edge casting lots to set me up
Before you knock me down
Off the summers edge and drown me
Were betting on our own lives
Making up foe all time we lost
In this house of cards
Were all holding hearts and spades
(one breath one step could knock it all down)
But you lead your eyes and you give it away
(decide design and cut from the clouds)
And the people you love get lost in the shuffle
(when you leaveyou leave nothing but broken hearts)
You let it go and then you fold
So we stay on the open road
We drive for hours and still no end in the sight at all
Driving in your car miss the stop sign
Fall in love just to get knocked out
Pull your punches and burnt with your cigarettes
Pulled like a punch and burnt with your cigarette......forever..
This post was written by: Franklin Manuel
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