Friday, October 24, 2014

15th and Maryland

When you're getting lost in your words.
When you're getting lost in your way.

May you find this bootlegged tongue,
And may it whisk you away.

To lands filled with hopes and dreams,
Like nothing you've ever seen.

May it steal your heart tonight,
Because there's no one else to save us
from this enchanted life.
Never changing day to day.

Existence based on promised words.
Rather than actions gone astray.

I'm leaving my heart open.
I'm calling out your name.
Because I'm missing you tonight,
And these scars won't fade away.

I want you,
How much clearer can I be?

I want you,
Quick!
karma's gaining down on me.

Where are you?
15th and Maryland,

Just by the old oak tree,
Collecting acorns,
Wait for me.

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