a man was found floating dead in the San Francisco bay. a note in his pocket read: I won't jump if someone smiles at me today.
I think of you and think of love; when all I knew to do was run; though this is now and that was then; I know I'd do it all again
And now when I delete your iMessages, they show up in an 'Archive'. They live on in 'The Cloud', floating somewhere up there in space. It is hard to move on with the knowledge that somewhere up there in space: we are alive amongst the satellites.
left brain - right brain: show me the way; don't know whether to go or stay. left brain - right brain: is this a test? my heart says touch him by my head knows best
