Last night I dreamt of a torn family on the beach and of a schoolyard that turned into a war zone. In a moment of sheer terror, I woke to the cold 6 AM morning and lay shivering until I lapsed into another dream by the beach... wandering through an almost-abandoned school.
Halfhearted apologies for the barrage of lyrics, but as I don't expect people to actually read this blog, I shall continue to post them shamelessly:
For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and
We’d never comprimise
For the life of me cannot believe
We’d ever die for these sins
We were merely freshman
We’ve tried to wash our hands of all of this
We never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we’re guilt stricken sobbing with our
Heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to
Slip, we’d say
I can't be held responsible
'Cause she was touching her face
And I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place
[verve pipe]
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