When i say, am walking away.
how do you
happen to change the path?
Cant clouds just move away,
somewhere where there
is no sky?
Do you hold me,
cause somewhere
down am still holding you?
Awake all night on knees.... gave away those doors and keys... walking with winter blues.... Left home with a pair of jeans....Hands searching for warmth in cold.... mingled with dreams inside.... empty pockets and empty she... with the chilly wind besides... the puppet walks away tonight.
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