Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you do, they're half empty and half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown
from 'Marching Bands of Manhattan'
its already the middle of the year. what seems like a blink of an eye ago, it was just New Year's day, and in yet another blink of an eye...it will probably Xmas again..yay! my absolute favourite holiday of the year..! ^^
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