The BeginningTwo strangers pass each other on the streetThey both look up but their eyes never meetAvoiding glances like mice would to catsWho would have guessed it would end up like that?Neither empty smile reaches hollow eyesCan't make a living off of hopeless liesA stranger's face in one she'd known so wellBoth know something's wrong, but they'll never tellThey'd both seen it coming from miles awayThough they tried to save it, things got worse day by dayHurtling like a comet crashing to earthNo stopping it now, for all they were worthShe can't sing her song without any tuneWithout any wings, she can't fly to the moonThere is
Color BluePurple divided by redOr green, subract the yellow,What a lonely, throbbing fellow.Broken hearts torn at the seams,An arrow shot straight through the dreams,Try to keep the tears from falling,Do your best to keep from calling,Attempting to break the drone of misery,And failing,Alone in a crowd of solitude and pain,Pushing against the onset of rain,Attempt to erase the ache and fear,Over a wailing sax and a pint of beer.Men without a cause, longing for the sand,An umbrella in the drink in hand,Light sparkling like diamonds in the seas,Or just a time less fickle than the breeze.Blue.
StarlightDon't go wishing on a falling star,You've gotta love the way you really are.So don't go wanting what you haven't got,Don't go being someone who you're not.Look in the mirror there and tell me what you see.No, you don't look like a star from TV.But their smiles can't light up their eyes...You're more of a star than those walking lies.
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...Nice outfit.
I like the picture.. lots of depth. good eye! (so you can aim with one thing..)
And thanks!