Friday, 11 November 2011

Summer: Chapter Two.

Westbound Runway,
Take me to the truth.
We don't wanna live a lie,
We don't wanna live a lie.

Tired of living in the dark,
Where everything is uncertain.
Luring me from the tainted,
Oh Westbound Runway!

Let the light show; all the night snow.
Flying now.
Flying with the sun at the horizon,
Wind at my back; eyes on the truth.

Summer: Chapter One.

There is no room for error on the path you are fixed on,
There isn't a way around the toil you are headed for.
There is no way to hitch the shivers onto a noose,
There are no rewards for a low light, Friday night cruise.
Keep that melody playing; keep at it, till you get paying.