Monday, November 12, 2007

Halos

We could disappear like dust

And hope that no one remembers us

Or we could head to the sky

With our heads raised up very high

We could travel across the earth and

search for things like love and life

and maybe even more

Hey you don’t you know

I’ve run out of halos for you and me

Looks like we’re going to have to do it on our own

And if that’s too much to handle

I know you won’t want to think about it

But you could call on me and I’ll be there

The worst thing I could do is let you down

Let me make up for what I’ve already done

It’s just as hard to watch you on the ground

Hasn’t anyone told you

I’ve run out of halos for you and me

Looks like we’re on our own unless…

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