Tickin' of a time bomb. I just wanna stop the sound. Fade it like a love song. It's true. Remind me of a memory. Bleed it till it runs dry. But if it feels like this then it's probably wrong. I
Glinting gems in the concrete I paved. One every couple of feet. They got mixed up in the lyme and the sand. Nobody noticed but me. . How could one little speck. Make a difference to the rest.