Quoting Post Archived Topic: It will not be bumped to the top of the forum. Topic Blue Dream Membername   Not a member? Sign Up Free (takes 20 seconds) Password   Forgotten your password? Post Font: Verdana Arial Black Georgia Comic Sans Impact   Size: Tiny Normal Big Huge   Color: Default Dark Red Red Orange Brown Green Olive Cyan Blue Dark Blue Indigo Black [ Check Spelling ] [ Post Preview ] [ LiveTags ] Quote: from [m]perpetually annoyed[/m] at 6:27 pm on May 2, 2008[quote]I lie in bed as the stars go by flying through the midnight sky The freezing wind blows up the hill, carrying with it an icy cold chill The stars are out, they're shining brightly as I curl under the covers sheets wound around tightly I'm dreaming of people they're special and few so it's impossible to know if I'm dreaming of you. Life goes on by, outside on the street full of loud strangers and their bustling feet. Dawn's light arises it is shining bright but the tightly wound covers are obstructing my sight. So onward I fly through the bright blue forward and onward, flying to you.[/quote] FAQ Keyword Search: Post Options Favorites Manager Notify me of new replies to this topic by email Notify me of new replies to this topic by private message Original Post perpetually annoyed Posted at 6:27 pm on May 2, 2008 I lie in bed as the stars go by flying through the midnight sky The freezing wind blows up the hill, carrying with it an icy cold chill The stars are out, they're shining brightly as I curl under the covers sheets wound around tightly I'm dreaming of people they're special and few so it's impossible to know if I'm dreaming of you. Life goes on by, outside on the street full of loud strangers and their bustling feet. Dawn's light arises it is shining bright but the tightly wound covers are obstructing my sight. So onward I fly through the bright blue forward and onward, flying to you.

Replies perpetually annoyed Posted at 6:27 pm on May 2, 2008 I lie in bed as the stars go by flying through the midnight sky The freezing wind blows up the hill, carrying with it an icy cold chill The stars are out, they're shining brightly as I curl under the covers sheets wound around tightly I'm dreaming of people they're special and few so it's impossible to know if I'm dreaming of you. Life goes on by, outside on the street full of loud strangers and their bustling feet. Dawn's light arises it is shining bright but the tightly wound covers are obstructing my sight. So onward I fly through the bright blue forward and onward, flying to you.