& if she had something to say...
you'd think she'd say it now, wouldn't you?
click. click. open. drag drag drag. scrooolll.
(seeking sunlight in a city of pavement dreams, looking for a bit of passion buried beneath apathy.
stumbling on building blocks.. for long walks and high bridges
and we'll jump tonight, to find a little hiding place. actions humbling hurting smearing; wishing for a new place
take a sad stroll downtown - and whisper to the wind :hello, my friend:
take a seat lets make up our lives
sitting and rubbing my lips
scratching and hoping, leaning on my confused place: like i always do....)
oh, what am i?
