The Little Voice

Idle Love

Wednesday, 12 March 2014 | 21:06 | 0 comment♥

No need for pressure; it’s a guilty pleasure; Gone is the sore because we’ve done it before; We’re expert already so no need to practice to be steady; Don’t worry honey, if this is a job we’ll make lots of money; We will be dreaming, dancing, singing, and swimming, In the pool of suffering and happiness, we’ll be limitless; Our think tank is empty; refill our bottles that are plenty; But before that, let’s stop somewhere and chat; I know it will be our fault, but we can heal the wound with salt; Whatever, it’s going to be worth it forever; We are too young to get old but too old to be told; I’ll say our love for idleness will stay.

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