Your Blue Room

We Used To Sing To U2I heard their songs today Heard them shout their cause And I remembered how we chanted The U2 songs we made our anthems We were so young thenWe Used To Sing To U2
I saw their faces on television Watched them speak of fame As static flickered on my screen I wonder if you can see them speak You were so fragile
I smiled at our memories How little we knew
The dreams and goals we had How we would rule the world You as my best friend
Can you hear me now? As I’m yelling out their serenades If my voice could reach the skies You stretched on t
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"What? You want art?!
You take something entirely mundane, and you lie about it,
that's art..."
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its not your fault i breath its mine for i can not stop
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Everything is ruined forever.
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Yuri? Lesbian? Femslash? shonen ai? Fuck yes!
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the men all played along to marching drums;
and boy, did they have fun behind the sea.
they sang, 'so our matching legs are marching clocks.
and we're all too small to talk to god.
yes, we're all too smart to talk to god.'
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