| Photography / Photojournalism / Places | ©2011-2013 *jyoujo |
" Well I got myself a song inside
And I got myself some full blown daylight
Wanna tell you just how hard it's been
Trying to talk myself out of jumping
Today I ran for miles
Just to see what I was made of
Well I got myself a new day
And I got myself a second chance
The night's collapsing on us now,
Maybe we'll fall, maybe we'll fly
It's out of our hands,
it's out of our hands this time
Maybe we'll fall . . .
. . . maybe we'll fly
It's out of our hands, it's out of our hands this time . . .
Today I ran for miles
Just to see what I was made of"
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