Thread: Log of Gelatinous Velociraptors

No more dreaming of the dead, as if death itself was undone.
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden.
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love;
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love!
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love with the wrong world.

Last edited by VeloJello; 4th April 2013 at 10:05 AM.

No more dreaming of the dead, as if death itself was undone.
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden.
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love;
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love!
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love with the wrong world.

Last edited by VeloJello; 4th April 2013 at 10:04 AM.

No more dreaming of the dead, as if death itself was undone.
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden.
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love;
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love!
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love with the wrong world.

Last edited by VeloJello; 27th November 2012 at 09:28 PM.

No more dreaming of the dead, as if death itself was undone.
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden.
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love;
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love!
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love with the wrong world.

Last edited by VeloJello; 2nd May 2013 at 08:07 PM.

No more dreaming of the dead, as if death itself was undone.
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden.
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love;
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love, so in love!
No more dreaming like a girl, so in love with the wrong world.