The Saint Symphonic Streets

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Friday, August 31, 2007

A Million Miles

She runs away a million miles
To try to find the light in your eyes
Dirty roads and marble tiles
To pick apart the stars in the sky

Different Strokes and different styles
To try to catch a smile in delight
Flap those wings and learn to fly
To drown away your thoughts in denial

She runs by, through the market isles
To try to catch your eyes in disguise
you might not see her for a while
She's busy hanging stars in the sky