Thursday, February 14, 2002

FIVE YEAR DIARY [chamberlain]
Make whispers of these words,
If they've moved you I can prove that they're empty.
I've been sailing paper ships
under burning bridges since the beginning.
But I wouldn't change a thing
If the days were there for changing.
I've learned enough from living.
I'm the one who reached for love and missed,
so can you come down to me?
I'll be waiting with that same look on my face.
And I'm still stuck inside of sorrow
Though the days outside are flames.
And I still comb the night for stars
behind a wind-kissed window pane.
I'm the one who reached for love and missed
so can you come down to me?
Now the days stretch out like the landscape of this town,
when the seasons change.
I'll be waiting with that same look on my face.
We all dance when the seasons change.

* falar do chamberlain é chover no molhado. acho que todo mundo já teve esse cd na mão e decorou algum refrão triste. mesmo já muito batido, continua sendo um dos meus queridinhos.

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