Saturday, 9 May 2009

Oi. Thanks.

I've always wondered what would happen
if skies were green and grass blue.
But now I think I can see what it's like,
now that I've gotten to know you.

Ever since that day my world got scrambled,
you took my sense out dancing in the rain.
And ever since that very day
things just haven't been the same.

Pink became bearable and black not always needed
Kids and puppies didn't have to die.
Smiles were common, strangers got some
As I waved my teenage rage goodbye.

Sometimes they come back to haunt me
But you've taught me how to fend them off
Sometimes it still freaks me out, though
This constant sense of this thing called love.

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