farewell (for a few days)

no more. until 30 november (or at least until 15 november, which is my birthday, and the marker that ends all my reports and projects).

regards. writer.

Revolution Song
Fefe Dobson

In my dream I break the chains that hold this place together
but in my dream the consequences would be so much better
Then they are.... cause beyond the walls that hold us here
Skies that stretch across the atmosphere
Oh a revolution is near

In my dream I hear the echoes of the recent battle....yeah
Lost and wounded as the faded cries begin to settle for the night
But the words you use to hurt me now
Only seem to make me strong some how
Oh a revolution is now

And the days will get warmer, and I'll take down my armor
Together we can fight this feeling
And the demons that stalk us will eventually turn to dust
Together we can start this healing
Oh...Yea

Oh hey [x2]
Together we can start this healing
Oh hey [x2]