Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Blank

My mind is blank.
Need to escape.
I miss my jogging track at Sabuga...
We Fly So Close (Phil Collins)

My harbour lights are fading fast soon they'll disappear
alone I sit in darkness hoping someone might come near
though I wait, though I try no one ever comes
and the feelings that I have flood over me
the river starts to run

We fly so close we fly so close
sometimes we fly too close

Every place you run to, everywhere you turn
there are places that you know you should not go
but some bridges just won't burn
all my life, though I try
I cannot change the past
and the ghosts that come back to haunt you
make you realize at last

We fly so close we fly so close
sometimes we fly too close we fly too close
My heart is racing much faster now
life passes before my eyes
some things I see, they make me smile
some things, they make me cry
so I look, so I try to find a lesson I can learn
the passing of time hasn't changed my mind
and the ghosts I know return

You know we fly so close
we fly so close
sometimes we fly too close
we fly too close

We fly so close, you and I sometimes
sometimes we fly so close
we'll never know how many times
we fly so close we fly so close

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