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Night Run2AM The world's asleep But I'm awake And I can't keep My mind from racing 2AM The night is young The world is still But I could run Forever 2AM And men can fly Intoxicated smiles Can cry For more than life Breathe Breathe in the night air Breathe Don't accept apologies Breathe This is what fresh air tastes like This is how fresh air feels to me 2AM Street lights glow Cities seep stories Of things I know And live for 2AMNight Run
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Things We DoLet's say the things we usually say And move on like we did yesterday Let's walk the path we usually take And move on from distant heartache Let's act the roles we usually play Let's say the things we usually sayThings We Do
There's a spot along the road An empty wooden bench But I seem to recall you were there too
Autumn tossed leaves You tossed words You sang songs I heard birds
Let's watch the view we usually see And keep the view between you and me Let's hold hands like we usually do And pretend we didn't say we're through Let's
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InertiaWith my cigarette and your lighter Night sky but the stars keep it brighter With my car and your destination Pure quiet but pure communicationInertia
How long 'til gravity moves my feet? Winds try but my wings don't beat The world spins but I stay in my spot The Earth can't move me but it takes all that I've got
To stay where I am
With my lines and your laughter Predictability must be what I'm after With my door and your knocking It's all said but we haven't started talking
How long 'til gravity moves my feet? Winds try but my wings don't
by ~Jump-and-Canon
Guns on the Battlefield WIP"You are a most interesting specimen," she commented, peering at him with curiosity. "Am I?" he asked, dazed and disoriented. "Mhm. And your hair looks very silly right now." He lifted a hand and lightly ran it over his head. His hair was sticking up in all directions. The girl was already looking away into the distance. She sighed. "There's no rest for the wicked." He groaned and sat up. His muscles ached, his eyelids were heavy, his tongue felt like lead and even his teeth hurt. He cracked his neck loudly and she turned back to him. &nbGuns on the Battlefield WIP
by ~Jump-and-Canon
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