Friday, July 12, 2013

Midway

There we were having a cup of tea
Years away from when we'd meet
And I said with frustration,
"We were onto something,
And now we've got nothing"

A thousand thoughts altogether
Makes us all the more each other
One another, we're all brothers

I started smoking first
And then you caught on 
And now I wanna let it go
I wanna let you know
So please don't get me wrong

There we were having a smoke
Years away from when we hadn't
And I said with despise,
"Look, we've caught onto something,
Yet we've still got nothing"

A thousand thoughts altogether 
Makes us all the more eachother 
One another, we're all brothers

And then you said,"No. 
Nothing's worth more than something
When you've got nothing more"

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