Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Lean on with a smile
You thought you packed it
May days ago, You try
Before the numbers pass you by
You hold the ticket
And call out to the stars.

Leaving with a smile
It's such a sad, somnenablance
Holding conversations with your phone
Atleast you aren't going on alone
You ride the airways
King of the sky.

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