sábado, 15 de marzo de 2014

15/03/2014



It always rained around you. We tried to go inside and it would rain there too, it came pouring through the roof when we traveled underground. Whiskey, water, and tears 'til I thought that we would drown

Jolene, Jolene…
Is it still raining everywhere you are…?

We didn't hide from it at all, no we just let it fall. In the morning she was gone and everything was dry, the city streets were crowded and I felt like I would die.

Now there's sunshine and flowers everywhere… and I don't care.

All of these clouds will disappear like we were never here, but I swear there was a time I thought that it would never stop, and now I only think about you if it's raining or it's not.


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