If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. (:

Thursday 4 March 2010

When that train heads home, they're gonna be so gone gone. You aint never gonna see me, I'm a gone gone and you ain't nothin to me. When they shine them streets, they're gonna find our song, because now i'm gonna be happy alone.