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    Memory Tree

    It’s been six months now and
    It kinda scares me to find
    I still meet you when I run
    Across the pathway of my mind

    It’s been six months now and
    I’m just a little tired
    Of waking up right in the arms
    Of undisclosed desires

    I guess we’re lost but
    Where should I search for us
    Should I actually search for us

    I just can’t stand it when I realize
    After summer, you’ll be out of sight
    After summer, you’ll be out of sight

    It’s been six months now and
    I wonder how I manage to breathe
    Since my lungs are slowly filling
    Themselves with agony

    It’s been six months now and
    I’m under this memory tree
    Unlike all the leaves did
    It wouldn’t give up on me

    I guess we’re lost but
    Where should I search for us
    Should I actually search for us

    I just can’t stand it when I realize
    After summer, you’ll be out of sight
    After summer, you’ll be out of sight

    After summer, you’ll be out of sight
    I told myself I’m not yet ready to let go
    But time denies

    I just can’t stand it when I realize
    After summer, you’ll be out of sight
    After summer, you’ll be out of sight

    [ bericht aangepast op 19 dec 2011 - 21:03 ]


    Destiny is what you're supposed to do. Fate is what kicks you in the ass to make you do it.