The Defintion of our Love

March 4, 2009
By , Horeshoe Bend, ID
If you take away the papers
And all the pens and ink
All you have left is cardboard

And if you smile at the sun
And all you feel is the moon and stars
Your dreaming d'j'

Toy guns are a symphony
And black holes surrounding
So let the fun betray
What you really meant to say
You don't want to leave
For no other reason
But to stay

Vacant eyes take all the love
Out of staring just to be
Under the gaze of the day

And I'll write you a love song
If you promise me
You won't stay here

Toy guns are a symphony
And black holes are surrounding
So let the fun betray
What you really meant to say
You don't want to leave
For no other reason
But to stay





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