For every breath I found I left, just like the last one (keep it in). I took what I needed and headed on. I'm just that kind of person (it's a product of love). An empty mans curse is singing empty words to himself (let go). An absent definition, of something you were.
Break my fall, please. I'm taking on my empty side with all that I remember. They'll give you anything, but they can't stop the rain from falling. We need to remember that we learned how to fly.
Two men standing liver to liver. One sees an ocean, the other sees a river, and learns how to swim.
Maybe some day we'll get more to go on than a setting sun and we'll find it all. Maybe someday we'll get more to go on. This won't be the one.