The Kingsroad

Song of the day;;




Put your finger on my lips
We could be a grown up fairy tale
Swimming in the library
We're not going anywhere


She said I love it

Oh, I love it when we touch
When we touch on something
We can't find in any book


At least I'm not on my own

In this ocean of words
At least I'm not on my own


Cover up with blankets

Cover up with blankets from the years
That our parents gave us
To keep out the cold and the unknown


Then the library grew

Into a forest of desire
Cut down some friends that I knew
Who were gonna start a forest fire


At least I'm not on my own

In this ocean of words
At least I'm not on my own


At least I'm not on my own

In this ocean of words
At least I'm not on my own


She said I love it

Oh, I love it when we touch
When we touch on something
We can't find in any book


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Exams finally done.

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