at first it was the crackle of the daybreak,
brought to my attention by the size of my mistake.
college underwritten by the styles of namesakes,
published in the profiles printed in ink...
You're the reason that i called
I'm sorry that i said a mouthful
I understand if you're appalled
You really shouldn't trust a fool...it's so true...
the quiet night style
delights us for miles
our tired eyes smile
ignites on the wire...
A penny a wish
a dollar a rose
ten child stood
at the heel of your toe...
Autumn days seem to drift away,
another hardened face.
the darkness calling us to find a place~...