05.18.13
/15:08
Who’s that talking in the library?
Who’s that talking in my library?
Is that you? No, I won’t put you out
Cause what would this place be without my muse?….
Nothing special,
Every book in here I wrote
Some I’m not too proud of, some I wish I could burn….
So many pages I wrote, wish I could revise them
But there’s no erasing and the best advice I got
Was keep writing, and keep living, and keep loving
And when the ink dries and the pages turn to dust
So will we turn to dust, so will we dust, dust
Who’s that laughing in my library?
Who’s that laughing in my library?
Is that you? No I won’t put you out
Cause what would this place be without your smile
Nothing special, I fell in love with you girl
You let yourself inside with no respect for privacy
You said there’s too much on my mind
Then you ripped out a page and set that shit on flame
I quit writing, I kept living, I kept loving
05.07.13
/23:34
05.07.13
/23:33
04.30.13
/00:06
