100 m.p.h. vomit dedicated to jon by Curl Up And Die
Every dream and every road
leads to nowhere as they said
the things that would one day come true.
and as we laughed our blessed memories
came crumbling and our paths lead us eventually apart.
this day will come just like the truth
of the words which we brushed off so well.
it's time to clear our lungs for the coming waters