Past Blasting We sit in front of computer screensoddly to keep from computing.Serendipity comes and coincidence goesand we contort them in our every proseMaking light of the dark in our heartssaying love is nothing but a silly farceRomance is the record so overplayedand life is biggest all charadesI revere the sound of your intentsas we write praises to accidents Now we're starting again in spite of it allwe'll find harmony my heart will callOur world together is music and lyricssinging so loudly only we can hear itI'm the believer that's also a skepticYou're the orderly that's dirty and hecticI'm the overcast day
Sta.sh
