Sunday, March 23, 2008

Demain.

If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
cause theres too many places Ive got to see.

Sometimes I feel
Like I dont have a partner
Sometimes I feel
Like my only friend

And just fake it, if you’re out of direction
Fake it, if you don’t belong here

I know I won't be leaving here with you

We live happily forever, so the story goes
But somehow we missed out on that pot of gold
But well try best that we can to carry on

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Psalms 43:18-19

Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?