by megan sargent

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Holes In The Sky

You say let the wind
take you over,
let it make you like a bird
you say let the years,
make you older
so you cherish every word
It's not the end, oh no,
you say
Just the beginning, and hey

maybe our destiny will magnetize our souls
and then we'll be under the stars again,
counting microscopic holes in the sky, oh
just you and i.
just you and i.

I'm sick of dark nights
and bright days
They don't seem like they should be
because with you walking
the city
I know you're not thinking of me
It's not the end, oh no,
you say
Just the beginning, and hey

maybe our destiny will magnetize our souls
and then we'll be under the stars again,
counting microscopic holes in the sky,
just you and i.
just you and i.

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