who was it that said,
"this is the end?"
can i just tell you,
with all the keys of music
that tonight,
tonight is when the world
begins again.
call this beginning,
if you feel you must.
i'm not the one that
you should fear,
but i'll tell you now
that he is here.
this thing meant
everything to me this
morning,
and now it's all i know.
the sun stopped shining,
and the moon followed suit.
so follow suit,
and follow me home.
i can feel you falling,
like the dead drifting
in the inbetween.
your heart beat sounds
like a song they
played at this function
or that one.
you're not alone,
but nobody loves you.
and i'm not the one that broke you,
but i know that one is near.
storybooks aren't just for the young
anymore, but the
young-at-heart.
fall madly asleep
and write me your story,
and tell me your soul.
speak in the tongues of
days gone by,
and tell me that story again.
search for nothing,
and you'll find all the answers.
if you want to be found,
stand where the seeker seeks.
we are not the same.
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