All around the world statues crumble for me
who knows how long I've loved you
everywhere I go people stop and they see
twenty-five years old my mother God rest her soul
I just wanna fly
put your arms around me, baby

~He walked into the school like he aways did, blond hair blown by the slight breeze that rolled in from the coast, he carried a backpack, a hoodie inside that backpack, wore jeans and a t-shirt. He just looked like a normal jock kid, he had the body of a track star and he was small and lean and handsome. If the girls were given a chance they'd be all over him but he never seemed to be interested in them. His mind was filled with optimism. Some people would even find him sicking to be around with the constant smile that was on his face....even if he didn't have a family...He had Kou and that was all the family he needed.~

I just wanna fly
put your arms around me, baby
dance a little stranger, show me where you've been
love can make you hostage wanna do it again
there's no time to think about the starting or the end
we'll find out I'm told, my mother she told me so

Someway
When the sun begins to shine I hear a song from another time and fade away
And fade away
Just close your eyes and Ill take you there

~The backpack was on one shoulder and thumb hooked in the strap to keep it where it belonged. Other hand was shoved deep in a pocket and his eyes moved around almost nervously. You never knew where they hid and when they would decide that he was being too much of himself. He was too submissive, too easy to pick on, not only did he just let it happen but he never turned anyone in. He pretended each day that it never happened...but the faint bruises on his arms gave away all the signs that he was beaten up almost daily. In passing and his eyes falling on the new kid he spoke meekly, his voice was soft and sweet but barely any confidence behind it dispite how he appeared~ Hi... ~He then made the turn towards the track and went about his own way...He had come to terms with only having two or three friends and being that smart jock that made everyone look bad...that was one more reason for him to get jumped. A never ending vicious cycle...~

Someone said you tried to long
Someone said we got it all
Someone said we tried to long
Is there a place where I belong

And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life,
"Who does he think he is?"
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys!

He put his foot on the step and tied his shoes a bit tighter, his smile remained thanks to the kind response from the other male...maybe today wouldn't be a bad day. He could keep hoping. Maybe Michael wasn't going to show up today. That would change the lining from black to silver....He turned to look to the other boy~ Hey...what's yer name? ~His smile was soft and sweet. he was the kind of kid that when you got a genuine smile out of him it made you feel like a million bucks....~

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
"He tastes like you, only sweeter"!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
"See, he tastes like you only sweeter"!