Wondering lost little children
Walking down the darkend street
Passing stanger that they meet
Possesesed by a drive unknown
Looking for comfort in a city of chaos
Longing under tattered clothes
Destained to have no home
Denied at all turns
Rain beats down upon them
Running down thier vacant faces
Feeling nothing
Fearing nothing
They have had to learn that
They come from places where they were hurt
Wondering lost little children
Walking down the street...
This is it one more week and school is over for the summer. Good luck to all of you who have finals
Walking down the darkend street
Passing stanger that they meet
Possesesed by a drive unknown
Looking for comfort in a city of chaos
Longing under tattered clothes
Destained to have no home
Denied at all turns
Rain beats down upon them
Running down thier vacant faces
Feeling nothing
Fearing nothing
They have had to learn that
They come from places where they were hurt
Wondering lost little children
Walking down the street...
This is it one more week and school is over for the summer. Good luck to all of you who have finals
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jessy:
I'm sitting in solitude sipping strong drinks as we speak.
devachka:
Yeah...you should come out sometime.