in the works.
To the field, in the night
like butterflys dream
of when fireflys ignite
running with ciggarettes
at our fingertips
hand in hand
through fields of grain
chased by the fire
we burnt beside us
chased by the fire
we lit inside us
like children with sparklers
like shadows never catch up
loves first steps
are always running
loves last steps
are always stumbling
so keep it lit
please keep us lit
and spend the night
like scare crows do
in my field of hope
without a gesture
and with a fool
it isnt finished but i wanted to post something, i want to be more productive in this community, i want a lot of things. Oh realistic how i wish you were in the mirror.
To the field, in the night
like butterflys dream
of when fireflys ignite
running with ciggarettes
at our fingertips
hand in hand
through fields of grain
chased by the fire
we burnt beside us
chased by the fire
we lit inside us
like children with sparklers
like shadows never catch up
loves first steps
are always running
loves last steps
are always stumbling
so keep it lit
please keep us lit
and spend the night
like scare crows do
in my field of hope
without a gesture
and with a fool
it isnt finished but i wanted to post something, i want to be more productive in this community, i want a lot of things. Oh realistic how i wish you were in the mirror.
akemi:
