up in the clouds
Nov. 6th, 2011 09:40 pm""
The dream machine's on speed,
my head's up in the clouds.
We met up on the ledge
and i could read your mind,
and though things fall asleep.
Nothing ever dies
i caught it on the bounce
and now we float,
hands outstretched,
along the river.
Anekdoten - Ricochet
The dream machine's on speed,
my head's up in the clouds.
We met up on the ledge
and i could read your mind,
and though things fall asleep.
Nothing ever dies
i caught it on the bounce
and now we float,
hands outstretched,
along the river.
Anekdoten - Ricochet