Led through the mist, By the milk-light of moon,
All that was lost, is revealed.
Our long bygone burdens, mere echoes of the spring,
But where have we come, and where shall we end?
If dreams can't come true, then why not pretend?
Oh how the gentle wind,Beckons through the leaves,
As autumn colors fall.
Dancing in a swirl, Of golden memories,
The loveliest lies of all,
The loveliest, lies of all.
- this song still breaks me ahhhh sobs
mm things are going down, Jimmy's going to get those memories back. :D awhh look how sophisticated he looks
UM if this is too nooby for intermediate feel free to move :')
