piątek, 7 marca 2014


"Once upon a time I could take anything, anything.
I Always stepped in time, regardless of the beat
I moved my feet, I carried weight
What I could not do i faked
And I dug seeking treasure
Just to wake up in an early grave
So I stopped right then and said

Go on alone, 'cause I won't follow.
But this isn't giving up, no this is letting go
Out with the old dreams I've borrowed
The path I carve from here on out will be my own
The path will be my own"

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