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SHOOTER'S DREAM

On and on, fantasy murders your lullaby. © David Kong 2004-2006

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Monday, January 10, 2005

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The Afternoon


Love is fading, dream is waking,
The hearts, they never stop breaking
You headed afar, I had to walk past,
As if there wasn’t a start
They say it’s lonesome, they say I’ll move on,
But I can’t even hear the song
The minute it comes on, I fall in the pond,
And drown till I grow completely numb

The afternoon is coming around, with rain and sadness rinsing the ground
I closed my eyes, the darkness won’t hide, and you are the one who subside
The bitter trivia sing hallelujah, they kill and bite and eat me like ya,
And I just waved, and left with no trace, as if things weren’t ever going to change

I carried my weight, I walked the sideways,
And the wind, it pretends to ease the pain
In the black shield, mourning for nothing,
I felt this is so depressing
I turned around, the time was gone, but who likes to be lonesome
I had to look for another moment to prove I wasn’t wrong

The afternoon is coming around, the sun still rests nowhere to be found
The street ain’t mine and I gotta go back before it’s the lonely night
The bitter trivia sing hallelujah, reminding me the state of inertia
And I just hold my cup of teardrops, till the morning dries it up and change my part….


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