Sunday, August 23, 2009

No Title, No Time

Though I forget your name,
I remember your sweet face,
'til Doomsday fell out again.
Man, I went wild last night,
Oh I went feelin' alright.
I don't let Doomsday bother me,
Do you let it bother you?
I know you told me again and again,
Will it mean that we wont be friends?

When doomsday rears her ugly head again.

And even though you voted that awful man,
I'll never refuse your hand.
On any given Doomsday,
Or the one and only Doomsday.

Not in all my wildest dreams,
It never once was seem.
That doomsday might fall, Anywhere near a Tuesday.

But flight across the skies,
Seein' fate before my eyes.

There isn't any sense to feel the light,
For i don't plan to die.
Nor should you plan to die.

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