Minggu, 02 Maret 2014


It's past midnight. I hope you're doing alright.
My mind won't shut off to sleep.
I know you have secrets to keep.

Let the breeze open our hearts.
As these walls start to fall apart.
I need to stand up straight.
And set to make things right.

I know, I know, it sounds so stupid to be calling this thing a split.