Time falls into place
And the world as we know it will change
The breeze blows
Right out the window
Time will never change
Just like a pedal wilts
Theres a fine line
Between this ****ing scene
That we have created

Oh, This life that weve have made
Is burning away
I find myself looking farther
Than what meets the eye
An endless sky
I stare and will always wonder why?

thats what i got so far..........giver me a cert and crit it for me please thank you
dude, that's like some Bob Dylan sh*t. kudos+2
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