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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

rolling star

My patience is running out

I want to say what I wanna say
Coming home from the bus stop at twilight

Saying bye bye bye to sad backs of others
You gotta show you Fighting Pose oh oh
A world like I have seen in my dreams


Without conflict, just daily peace
But in reality, I tend to worry about
Troubles and the daily grind
Those Rolling Days
 
Even though you keep on falling,

You laugh and get up every time
As I board the vacant back of the bus
You flash me a small smile
 
I must place my trust in you
Sweet love like I have seen in my dream

Lovers searching for hidden refuge
But in reality, on the days we cannot meet,
Continue on but I believe in Lonely Days
 
Oh yeah, yeah...

Even if you stumble, Way to go
Yeah, yay!
A muddled Rolling Star
 
It pains me so to see your smiling face, but

Is there no way to protect you till the end?
 
There is no meaning to this lie, none at all

All my loving,
Without it, I can't go on
 
A world like I have seen in my dreams

Without conflict, just daily peace
But in reality, I tend to worry about
Troubles and the daily grind
Those Rolling Days
 
Oh yeah, yeah...

Even if you understand it all
Oh yeah, yeah...
Even if you stumble, way to go,
Yeah yay
A muddled rolling star

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