Thursday, August 5, 2010

Believe.

You believe in what you see
and don't put hope into your dreams,
but you believe that we're together free-
that I'm for you, and you for me.
Well I believe what can't be seen.
That doesn't mean you're made for me.
I rest my thoughts in dreams and seas,
and death will be what sets me free.

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