Midnight TownFollow, Follow Come on down Come with me to Midnight TownMidnight Town
Travel from the light to dark Cross green grass gray black blue From smooth and soft to prickly harsh Bring your hopes and dreams there too.
Follow, Follow Bring your friends Go, the nightmare never ends Travel til the sunlight shines Follow back by worried whines
There is no light in Midnight town It lives with sun ord deep in ground It lived for but an hour still Just time for dark to have it’s will.
Follow Follow If you dare If you’ve a need to get
Drippy-DripThirteen years old at last, I am, and what is my reward for such an achievement? I am sent to spend the weekend at Grandmother’s house. I am finally mature enough (so Mother tells me) to be getting away from home more often, though the good Lord knows she’d glad to be rid of me for whatever time she can be. So, to Grandmother’s I am bound, heading straight to the dry dusty middle of nowhere all in one. I ride the bus though the flatland alone, for the most part. (The sleeping man in the back with a newspaper plastered to his sweaty forehead hardly counts.)Drippy-Drip
At last we reach my stop, marked by an old crooked mailbox and a long dirt
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The Doctor: From the day they arrive on the planet, blinking, step into the sun, there is more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than can ever... no wait, that's The Lion King. Sorry.
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"It is better to die with memories than to live with only dreams."
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