24.12.08
creepy as an empty parking lot
I see you falling
How long to go till you hit the ground
You keep on screaming
Don't you see me hear
Am I a ghost to you?
Now your grips to strong
Can't catch love with a net or a gun
Gotta keep faith that your path will change
Gotta keep faith that your luck will change tomorrow
(James, "Tomorrow", 1997)
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