the blower's daughter
and so it is just like you said it would be.life goes easy on me most of the time.and so it is the shorter story.no love, no glory;
no hero in her sky.and so it is just like you said it should be.we'll both forget the breeze most of the time.and so it is;the colder water,
the blower's daughter,the pupil in denial.did i say that i loathe you? did i say that i want to leave it all behind?
i can't take my mind off you.
until iv found someone new.