I opened my eyes, last night, and saw you in the low light
Walking by the bay, on the shore
Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore
You happened to look, and see, the tunnels all around me
Running into the dark underground
Monday, March 9, 2009
I actually dreamt of me cleaning up my room, systematically. O:
Sounds ridiculous!
Me cleaning up my room? And doing it systematically? That's simply impossible.