October 6, 2011
By brann SILVER, Albuquerque, New Mexico
brann SILVER, Albuquerque, New Mexico
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Driving through the quiet darkness
Can’t hear myself think
Can’t hear myself breathe
Don’t know what’s to come
Who knows when it’s done
But this is what it’s come to
Because you can’t accept how much I love you
Lost in time, lost in life
But don’t try to find yourself with that knife
This is just life, just the way it is
And we can’t change how it is
Because if we do then it’s just a game
And that that ain’t the same
We’re chasing the fame, we’re looking for love
We’re praying for a signal from way up above
The clock’s ticking, our time’s fading
I know something out there is waiting
But what?

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