maybe someday we could head up to new york, leaving everything behind us. our jobs, our friends, our family: they would all be reduced to sweet memories as we digested the idea of our sudden and unexpected escape, overlooking the ocean. truth is, in the end, none of us became the kind of people we wanted to be. the world, though as it is, made us give up on our dreams before we could even start to live 'em, or even plan them - we were left behind with empty hands, not even knowing what was it that we wanted in the first place. we've started taking ourselves for granted. each one of our fingers were colder than some regular july kind of weather. this city has made us freeze within ourselves, and after all, there was nothing we could have done before that could have changed things. I sure wouldn't have been that polite to everyone in the past if I had known back then that it wouldn't take me anywhere. I'm leaving, you guys. but before I do go, you should all know that I've tried. I'm flying somewhere where I can feel great again. and I wanna feel great tonight.
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