It’s too cool, how cool you’re all too.
I mean,
ever since like 99′ I’ve been through.
And I’m not waiting for you, or for proof,
but I’ll be here when you do.
Come back down to this earth,
and to me, when you’re through.
We’d be something else,
you and me, in the blue.
Cool as a breeze like leaves let from the trees.
‘ ,
Can’t you see?
We’ll be undeniably new
when you come back to me.
~ Bryan Smith
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Song of the cad. It’ll all be different next time.