So pass me my guitar and lets rock until the world comes crashing on our door stop begging us to forget the dreams that we wished once upon a star.
Now its gone that flying rock we pathetically hooked our dreams on, passes on to the other side of the world where it collects wishes and sents it to our love ones.
Like Santa Claus it does not speak, the yo ho ho no more. It travels silent and heavy heartedly. The silence is golden and carrying the secrets, the lies, the truth, your truth, your lies.
So heavy carrying it all. So where is his once upon flying star? Who does his heavy heart plunder the tale's too
Today, i had an epiphany. He tells me and who is he?
He's me.
You were waiting for this weren't you?
Amazing
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