sábado, 12 de febrero de 2011

Walking is half the fun

What direction should we choose?
we're lost and still confused
I walk into the sun
with you the only one

The walk is taking days
the hours become days
the weeks turn into months
we walk into the sun

so glad to have a guide
less lonely for a ride
and should this car ascend
at least im with a friend

In space all things are slow
the sound of speakers blown
the silence fits the scene
the prince is now the king

we walk into the sun
we walk we cannot run
because walking is half the fun
we walk into the sun

and neon blurs my sight
I'm guided by strange lights
I'm rattled and I’m stunned
as i walk into the sun

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