Oh! i hear all the people say, its what they wait the other day, for those feelings that hardly come, truly and deeply becoming the numb. A dream to love and be loved, tears of joy streaming thru cove, OR, a fear of breaking in those eyes, only the moments in myth full of lies. A hope inside everyone, to carry on the journey together, a life to begun those heart beating, to speed of light, the day seems too long, so do the night. SOME.. eager to meet and curious to hold, silence to speak and arms to fold, higher to take and higher to fly, forever as one to eternal standby. SOME.. letting go, breaking into pieces faking smiles, turning those kisses walking alone, reaching the pub saying 'cheers!', singing "symposium of love"