I heard it before I saw it, a jingling of bells like the soundtrack to a corny Christmas movie. Then out of the mist rolled a small carriage, round and bright as a converted pumpkin. Florescent ... [+]
Probably, my long-lasting anti-hero.
An insecure hopeful mind,
Stings before compromises,
Make distant and closest allies.
Imagine fancy love lines,
Not lies but not wise.
Inquiry into my eyes,
Seek no mercy on your side.
Things are uncertain in the afterlife,
But love is eternal in the present time.
Exist no universal guideline,
Speak out while you're by my side.