October 9th: Happy birthday John and Jackson
When I say that I'm okay, well they look at me kinda strange
"Surely you're not happy now, you no longer play the game"
So like a fragile little child
More than a little lost and wild
How the light would leave the sky when you cried
And return again when you smiled
And how the light would invade and divide
The darkness I have inside
When I say that I'm okay, well they look at me kinda strange
"Surely you're not happy now, you no longer play the game"
So like a fragile little child
More than a little lost and wild
How the light would leave the sky when you cried
And return again when you smiled
And how the light would invade and divide
The darkness I have inside