zondag 10 april 2011

Narrow streets and alleys

I’m standing in a field

Can’t remember the last time
I felt so lonely

Should I
leave it all behind

Let the grass
grow over

Drive away
to find

I’ve never been before

In narrow streets and alleys
along the shore

Filled with people
from all around

Right there..

I want to get lost
never to be found

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