So just tie the kite strings to my toes
I'll wipe my sleeve under my nose
'Cause it's too cold where you are
Your voice, it echos in the halls
My hand prints end up on the walls
And on the windows of your car
And you say you miss me when my favorite song
is playing on your radio
Yeah, it's not tricky but I thought that we said our goodbyes
a long, long time ago
But I guess not.
So be the sound that shouts right now
Into the silent crows around
Our daily sound immersion
I'll send you words by pen and ink
You'll say you love the way I think
With my dreary thought diversion
And you say you miss me when my favorite song
is playing on your radio
Yeah, it's not tricky but I thought we said our goodbyes
a long, long time ago.
But I was wrong.
© Kismint, 2013
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This---but set to tacky guitar chords. :)
The less-than-conscious, more-than-half-asleep me is quite the song writer.
Later,
K-Minty
