People change.
Memories don’t.
She talked about the armies
That marched inside her head
And how they made her dreams go bad
But oh how happy she was
How proud she was
To be fighting in the war
In the empty world
Time slips away
And the light begins to fade
And everything is quiet now
Feeling is gone
And the picture disappears
And everything is cold now
The dream had to end.
He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.
Shouldn’t it be easy to love a god so wonderful?
..and you will be the end of me.
..as I have been the death of you.
I dont do drugs, I am drugs.
You and me are the world she said. Nothing else is real.
I thought this time i’d keep all of my promises.
