Fall

I don't want to talk 
About the things we've gone through 

-ABBA-

I hope you’ll see the dark side of this Hollow moon love
just, so you know how bright wingend stars really are
it isn’t just the hurting heart that haunts my mind
it’s the broken soul aswell.
Doesn’t make sense but by know the boy is king of ego-land
safe from fall, damned know-it-all
one sweet day, in wintertime
i’ll learn how to fly mighty high
and that my love, shall be the day
I conquer our world, once again

Lily May Parker