But I'll blow upwards
To the sky from the ground
I'll be pushed to the air
I'll never come down
To never settle back
To never have a name
To be a rolling stone
To never find a place
Until the memory of me
Is all carried away
Until the thought of Emily
Is but a word that's been changed
And like dust I shall travel
A thought in the breeze
So maybe one day
Someone would remember me
Gurl! Everyone remembers you! One does not simply forget Emily Grey! Its not possible. you're too fabulous! :)
ReplyDeleteHahaha, thanks Grace. :) You're sweet.
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