Wires laying across the floor, one trips as they walk in to the room
And laughter is never a question
Two pick up their guitars to strum the strings
One sits to strike on the drums
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Grown upon my own anger
Caution me with danger
For that I take from you
I have nothing left to prove
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Heart broken
Her voice so soft spoken
Tears rolling down her face
Dressed nice
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Sitting upon a concrete wall
Water streaming below are feet
Blades of grass coursed between our fingers
To drop a piece atop of the water to see it travel down the creek
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Wings black as the night sky
Dreams bright as the morning sun
Soaring, weaving in and out of clouds
Destination awaits
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