and I’m not going back
into rags or in the hole
and our bruises are coming
but we will never fold

and I was your silver lining
as the story goes
I was your silver lining
but now I’m gold

hooray hooray
I’m your silver lining
hooray hooray
but now I’m gold

and I was your silver lining
high up on my toes
we were running through fields of hitch-hikers
as the story goes

hooray hooray
I’m your silver lining
hooray hooray
but now I’m gold

(rilo kiley)

porque tinha treze posts sem este. porque hoje pesa-me o dia. porque é meio da semana, meio do ano, e falta-me a outra metade ainda, um faz tempo que mói.

fazer tempo mói.