if she wants to
let her go...
don`t try too hard....
to hold on.
feed yourself
with nice long songs
that`ll tell you more
about whats gone wrong.
her crocodile eyes
her crocodile tears
may not be your`s
after all!
when evening will happen
and the roads will curl
beneath winters sheath
you`ll go on...
and inside a shack
and inside a discourse
you`ll decide...
its all the same...
when the night will breathe
and billboards will smile...
you`ll be back to the world with a smile.
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