I'm changing both my headlights and hoping for a brighter life.
There's nothing like the darkest time to bring out what you have inside.
The road ahead is hard enough and I don't want to die so young.
So light the way and patronize but only if we can survive.
And we will chase horizons until we meet the sky and ground at intersection.
Oh, what a beautiful sight as we enjoy the ride.
I'm blaming both my tired eyes for failing me to recognize
that things are not quite how they were before the motion and the blur.
But we will chase horizons until we meet the sky and ground at intersection.
Oh, what a beautiful sight as we enjoy the ride.
And I would never pass you on this yellow, dotted line.
Because though we're moving at a different pace we don't have to say goodbye.
And we will chase horizons until we meet the sky and ground at intersection.
Oh, what a beautiful sight as we enjoy the ride.
Monday, April 5, 2010
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