Thursday, February 3, 2011

Run...

"My life is a rainy night that rains 365 days.
Heart that gets smaller in every 24 hours.
I even hid the small comma and its tail,
then the future that awaits me becomes a period...
But carry the new day on your shoulder and run.
What am I running towards?
Weather if the sun’s setting or if I’m loosing…
I don’t know.
But I go.
Keep on runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ high.
I'm the young star that has been abandoned by the galaxy."
Epik high - Run