November 2009
my favourite song atm
alana-darling:
It’s that lucky streak without no warning It’s the memory of cartoons on Saturday morning It’s that classic culture that connects the country Through raw energy that reflects we’re hungry It’s that timeless feeling that i get on stage It’s those government bills that I’ll never pay It’s that fun I have free-styling with my mates My little getaway that only music can create
t’s...
What becomes of the Broken Hearted?
Here today, gone tomorrow,
20 miles out of town, a million miles from the world we left behind.
It’s to late for them, there’s no turning around,
They’re all tied up, with their heads in the clouds.
Like a secret kept forever, dying for some air,
Skeletons in the closet, grow stronger while they’re there.
“The city lights were fading, I saw him on the pavement, dressed in black, in...”
Because maybe; you’re gonna be the one that saves me.
After all; you are my WONDERWALL <3
