"Someone told me about
Taking the easy way out,
But it's all relevant I suppose.
It's not a fault of mine
That I waste time,
Waiting for someone like you.
I got cracks on my face
That people pretend they don't see,
But that don't make no difference to me.
Coffee on a rainy day
Helps the time waste away,
Talking about some movie I didn't wanna see."
A vaulted romance is best to be left alone, for the lover's seemingly innate clichés are forever preserved, while the spark which ignited them may be long since obscured. The droning hush of the street, provided by the credulous whims of a modern age now past, wades through the ravine, through the branches of trees, still stripped of their credibility, at the dawn of spring. - Sebastian Drake
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