Unlikely Places
Dark grey clouds loom above, with the distant sound of thunder
The trees dancing in the cold soft winds, with the pitter patter of the gentle rain
The world around you fades away, as you get lost lost in this unlikely heaven on earth
Days
You ask me what's my favorite part of the day, and I'll say,"When I'm finaly lulled to sleep."
You'll ask me why and I'll say,"The perils of the day fade away, and bring forth the hope of better days."
Dark grey clouds loom above, with the distant sound of thunder
The trees dancing in the cold soft winds, with the pitter patter of the gentle rain
The world around you fades away, as you get lost lost in this unlikely heaven on earth
Days
You ask me what's my favorite part of the day, and I'll say,"When I'm finaly lulled to sleep."
You'll ask me why and I'll say,"The perils of the day fade away, and bring forth the hope of better days."
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