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Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Tiny Spaces

I live my life in a swimming pool,
whenever I awaken.

I try to be a respectful man.
These eyes are getting sharper. 

I find myself place to place,
spend the nights in a gutter.

What will I do for you?
If I'm always on the move?
But if I wait for you.
How long will I wait for you?    

You can’t tell me what is life,
I don't know this Jesus Christ.
It will come to me,
in tiny spaces.

You can’t tell me what is wrong,
you weren't there when I was brought.
It will come to me,
in tiny spaces.

But I can wait, for you.
If I cant what could I do?
But if I wait for you.
How long will I wait for you. 

I walked myself to a toxic dive,
my peers are getting worried.

I saw someone in the corner and cry
poor thing looked so sorry.

I asked the garçon who's that friend?
'His last name is Draper.'

What will I do for you?
If I'm always on the move?
But if I wait for you.
How long will I wait for you?    

Said it seems like everything is wrong,
but I don’t know what’s going on. 
It will come to me,
in tiny spaces.

I lived my life in someone’s hands
there’s some things I don't understand 
I know it will come to me,
in tiny spaces.

There's nothing I won't do,
If it gets me closer to our rendezvous.
I just need something to get me through.
I will live my life now, to be with you. 











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