Monday, September 06, 2004

Grieve

Grieve
deep inside,
I understand the slim chance I have...
years of effort,
finally comes to a conclusion
and time is drifting away


Remember the swings we used to play,
Years have passed,
times flies eternally,
but back then was the happiest time of all...



"...This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?..."

---Keane, Somewhere Only We Know