samp is from ena day

and its not as good this time
but ill be fine
if i read the signs
n i crash into a thistle
like a missle without a home

and your house is not a home
its more like a dome 
shaped like a cone
and every year im laughing less n less n lessss

but if the wind is right 
childhood innoncense comes back like the wind
and goes jus the same
inna black hole turning to a noodle
in retrospect my life wasnt bad

so i guess im glad 
when i get sad
it comes like the wind
and goes jus the same
so its not that bad

walking down the street
where theres a candle on every third tree
dont know what it means 
on a foggy day
for you and me

yadane

prod me

when i think bout fish
i think about more fish  
i am but a frog
croaking in the fog

and your cursed doubloon
puts honey in my veins 
all i want to do
is to be with you everyday

but i know i wont
so ill keep a stone
to remind me of you
100 million miles away

awesomemanra