i suppose the planes will shatter soon
the pieces fall, the strings all snap
the points collide
'cause the center cannot hold
good intentions make great regrets
the highways jammed with broken heroes
the castles crumble
'cause the center cannot hold
and walking by you look ahead
initials etched on empty wood
imprison me
'cause the center cannot hold
i dreamt last night of meeting you
with bright new eyes and haunting lips
but then i woke
'cause the center cannot hold
Friday, September 30, 2011
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