06-03-2004, 07:34 AM
Quote:Feed it with translations, it's growing up strong. All these simple phrases and all this senseless songs. I'm finding the path to make my way home and leaving a trail of crumbs behind me. On a rainy day I'll wash away and wake up fresh and smiling. Here I've found a fire and here I've found a brain, and neither seem to make it through with that same pouring rain. Now my broken toes wear my shoes thin so I'll patch 'em and watch 'em break again. It's okay, it's alright there's enough to go around. This time it's for real this time it'll stay and this time I won't wash away.
I havn't done one in a while so I felt like doing a short one. hehe I'm a natural rhymer. . .well sort of, if you vary the speed that you read it at and slur some words.