Making the waves break,
Shaking the sands,
Returning to a time when,
Breaking didn't seem too bad.
All I have left now,
Are these two hands,
Breaking the waves,
And Shaking the sands.
Making time machines,
If nothing more,
Than to play in.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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