As the Crow Flies: March 2012

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

amaranthine

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Make Time.

I’ll take you swimming follow me.
Make time when there is none, for the sea

I’ll keep on living incomplete,
As long as I still wake up from my dreams.
They’ll see the end of our own street,
We don’t make time where there is none, move your feet!

I’ll build you a boat out of lightning and fill it with pearls, we’ll float worlds end and touch in return just to prove the impossible possible; sure you’ll be there where our time comes.
You feel the same thing we’re waiting and waiting, and stop, I feel faint from accepting this terrible loss in time you thought you’d say its just gone; we’ll make time when there is none!

Build you a boat with big diamonds and fill it with stars, hear the base drums so far off. Be there tomorrow get some rest all that’s left a few hundred miles we’ll make time when there is none!
You feel the same thing we’re waiting and waiting, and stop, I feel faint from accepting this terrible loss in time you thought you’d say its just gone; we’ll make time when there is none!
You feel the same thing we’re waiting and waiting, and stop, I feel faint from accepting this terrible loss in time you thought you’d say its just gone; we’ll make time when there is none!

--- DarkDarkDark