j’ai marché jusqu’à la fin du monde et j’ai vomi

i walked to the end of the world and vomited.
yes. very yucked up.
thanks [and sorry] to julienne and terence for helping me bear my cross.
lexapro. lexapro. lexapro. lexapro. lexapro. lexapro.
the world is shiny and happy. no?

waiting, day to day it goes through
my lips are sealed for her
my tongue is tied to a dream of being with you
to settle for less is not what i prefer

so bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea
watch it away as you cry
now a year has passed
the seasons go

summertime, the nights are so long
the leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
winter nights, my bedside is cold,
for i am gone, and spring blossoms you to me