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July 16, 2001
by Ryan Hardy
Dream of a Smile
talk about parking and you talk about me to all your friends. I
I can't hear, that I'm tired, that I'm asleep. "Look at that
girl, she's too
small to be driving that big ass car. See look she just hit the
cares? Pretend I'm asleep. "He had me so worried yesterday
I almost cried.
He left school at lunch and went skateboarding. He never came back.
thought he got hit by a car." I'm sorry I had a terible day,
I'm sorry I
love skateboarding, I'm sorry that you can't understand me. "Ryan
know how much you had me worried? Tell him Ruth." "She
was really worried."
Pretend I'm asleep. "Oh he's asleep." Pretend I can't
hear. Close my eyes
tight as I can. Maybe when I open them the world will be gone. Oh
it all just disapear. You keep on talking. I'm not listening. I'm
Rolling down the street on four tiny wheels. A smile comes across
up to you and hold you in my arms. You push me away. "Not in
all these people." Public affection would be looked down upon.
people think? It matters so much to you. Why? It's something I can't
understand. If you were truly in love would you care what other
think of us? So as you push me away four wheels hit the ground and
away. Away into something that returns all the love I give it. My
never pushes me away, doesn't care what others think about us. And
so I ride
away into the darkness, by myself but not alone.