Listen To Your Heart
Pack your suitcase, grab your keys.
Get up off of your weak knees.
Take your passport, book a flight.
Leave this place before midnight.
Hail a taxi, drive around.
Just make sure you don't get found.
Spend your money on junk food.
Run around completely nude.
Live your life before it's done.
Go and have yourself some fun.
Because it won't matter when you're dead.
Who'll remember what you said?
So listen to your heart
- and this poem.
Don't try to find your way back home.
24/04/11
Get up off of your weak knees.
Take your passport, book a flight.
Leave this place before midnight.
Hail a taxi, drive around.
Just make sure you don't get found.
Spend your money on junk food.
Run around completely nude.
Live your life before it's done.
Go and have yourself some fun.
Because it won't matter when you're dead.
Who'll remember what you said?
So listen to your heart
- and this poem.
Don't try to find your way back home.
24/04/11
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Live a little.