You know like the back of your hand Who let me in You got me into this fora so I never want out. You know like the back of your hand Our La Petite. Our Newpixtion. Ingenue. You get me into this fora. Fools rushing in, yeah, And we Wait for It. The sands of the big sea you know blow away. In good time, I hope, I pray. If I'm not there now physically, I'm always there post coma Come what may. And you know it. Fools rushing in Well you know it. Who let them in? Well you know it Gone with a touch of White Gone with a touch of White Move through the moment Though it betrays Transformations Cancer babies and bags If I knew now What I knew then Just give me more Time I hope and pray M&C mistake all they say As the sands of the big sea blow them away.
Posted on 2013-04-29 19:00.