Kamis, 03 Februari 2011

A Moment Suspended in Time

No time to talk, no time to talk
You know the drill

Under my desk, this can't be it
I've only dreaming, I've got to be dreaming
But I can't get up
No time to talk, not this time
This is my place, this is where I arrange

It's so funny how we see things so clear
When we have enough time left to live

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