Were you waiting for a sign?

It's homecoming week for see.

I love you, Harold.

this is only where you thought i'd be

and hoping for something to end on the way out to the end

walk away from the sun I think

it doesn't do much but die here

on feathers and fake tombstones

wearing my hair proud, I wear it like you.

long and lost

and whatever, I'm making money on the side

walking away with my hair high and proud and whatever else

I think loyalty is dead to the weak

I feel sad mostly for being the edge of madness you didn't take

and whatever I see in you I'm hoping its real

she failed me when she saw it and said dead dead dead on me send sedsed dead

I need a minute,my black mind is wasted.

I need time out, or two.

sing to me Simon, sing to me Ariella. the moon is only at its lightest

wars for the day I send you home half coming and weak and then wake you for the fire

after rite

or something

its done for me, the war of waiting

I needed too much for the inside

ahhh I'm scary

oct and its not this year

my mind flipped

I needed time

welcome back

no

no

I'm not

welcome.

I need time

I need time.

hey, did you see that? The summer just died.