| Junction's End | ||||||||||
| We're throwing and avoiding questions and answers like fifth grade dodge ball. You don't know you could catch me, and I'll never tell you how. Sparring with each other in a ring made of stone, we're abetted by the others' cues. Neither's gonna win this match, can't you see, when we've both got something to lose. But you've got your life, I've got mine, when we happened along two roads intertwined. Though happiness should be gained from within, with loneliness you need another to heal again. This game should be over, the fun sport we made. For now good things must come to an end. Yet, suddenly we find it's hard to let go... we hadn't expected to feel this way again. The echos in our ears are the sound of my voice. I'm telling you the paths have diverged. I can't bear to look back at this one-way street, but I'll remember you walked it with me when I urged. 'Cause you've got your life, I've got mine, we happened along two roads intertwined. Though happiness should be gained from within, in emptiness you seek another to be whole again. |
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| 07.20.03 | ||||||||||
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