tisdag 8 juni 2010

världens bästa mr. Long vet hur det känns

" I trained myself to be hardened and greet the bird like the day "



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I'm afraid to die
I'm nearly old
I'm almost young
Or so I'm told

You say time is a healer
Faith is death
Or left to die
I won't put my strain on another
Broken shame
And so I�ll lie

I'm left to lie
I floated down
Like a long lost dream
As my savior flew
From his stitched up seams

Cause I'm afraid to die
I'm nearly old
I'm almost young
So I'm told

They say I would be better
Far from here
Left alone
But now my luck's even cheaper
I'm played out by the traffic drones
I'm still alone
Nowhere to go

I floated down
Like a long lost dream
'Cause my savior flew
From his stitched up seams
'Cause my friends think I
Will be the first to die
'Cause I'm far, far too scared
To ask them why
'Cause I'm afraid to die

I'm nearly old
I'm almost young
Or so I'm told
Or so I'm told



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