Theres a point we pass from which we cant return.
Fullview Please I've been meaning to use this horse in a manipulation for a long time now, and I'm pretty happy with the result. The onlything I'm unhappy about is the fact that the stock image was small, so the cutting is a little choppy in some places. I had a lot of fun making the mane and tail. I didn't know what color to make the eye, so I made it all white, which I'm actually starting to like. I also think the lyrics fit this picture quite nicely ^^
In fields where nothing grew but weeds, I found a flower at my feet, Bending there in my direction, I wrapped a hand around its stem, I pulled until the roots gave in, Finding there what Id been missing,
But I know So I tell myself, I tell myself its wrong. Theres a point we pass from which we cant return. I felt the cold rain of the coming storm.
All because of you, I havent slept in so long. When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean, Longing for the shore where I can lay my head down, Ill follow your voice, All you have to do is shout it out.
Inside my hands these petals browned, Dried up, fallen to the ground But it was already too late now. I pushed my fingers through the earth, Returned this flower to the dirt, So it could live. I walked away now.
But I know Not a day goes by that I dont feel this burn. Theres a point we pass from which we cant return. I felt the cold rain of the coming storm.
All because of you, I havent slept in so long, When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean, Longing for the shore where I can lay my head down, Ill follow your voice, All you have to do is shout it out.
All because of you All because of you
All because of you, I havent slept in so long. When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean, Longing for the shore where I can lay my head down, Inside these arms of yours.
All because of you, I believe in angels. Not the kind with wings, No, not the kind with halos, The kind that bring you home, When home becomes a strange place. Ill follow your voice, All you have to do is shout it out.
Terms of Use For no one but me. If I find you with sticky fingers I will send Stanley the Percheron after you to step on you and your toes with his huge hooves.
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Bet'cha can't say, Irish Wristwatch!
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I thought so.
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Visit my stock account here ~Imaginationstock
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you're skin,
oh yeah you're skin and bones.
turn in,
to something beautiful
--Yellow, Coldplay
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Bet'cha can't say, Irish Wristwatch!
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I thought so.
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you're skin,
oh yeah you're skin and bones.
turn in,
to something beautiful
--Yellow, Coldplay
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Bet'cha can't say, Irish Wristwatch!
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I thought so.
And, yes, I always love making creepy eyes xD
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Bet'cha can't say, Irish Wristwatch!
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I thought so.
Creepy eyes are nice! and i love this artwork so much. FAAAAAV
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Bet'cha can't say, Irish Wristwatch!
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I thought so.