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Sunday, February 1, 2009
3:44 PM

And I Look On...

Time is truly a precious commodity now.

Every hour, minute and second, to me, is worth its weight in gold.

The feeling of watching your friends go off to have a time of fellowship and fun, while you have to go back to camp, is nothing short of unpleasant.



Here in this crowd I’m feeling all alone
Turn me around and point me back to home
I’m getting lost more everyday
And I can’t tear myself away
From the stars in my eyes with no light
Here are my terms - Have some faith in me
And I’ll let you be who you need to be

Chorus:
Life on the moon couldn’t be any stranger
Life on the moon wouldn’t feel as far away
The life that I knew, it’s through
And I’m gonna need you more than ever
I’m alone in this crowded room
It’s like life on the moon

Float off the ground my head’s up in the air
Self conscious to a fault
With hollow people everywhere
It’s getting harder every night
To take the punches, left and right
Just to know that you’re here by my side
Here are my terms – Have some faith in me
And I’ll let you be who you need to be

Bridge:
Getting lost in my own atmosphere
Stars in the sky are the stars in my eyes
It’s the cost of getting out of here alive.
___ .Do you remember our last meeting? ___