Monday, January 26, 2009
DMB
Songs that make you, songs that shape you and remind you and leave you with surprisingly little material through which to move. Ohhh what a mess, and I do make the worst of this too. Could I pretend to know just a little more please? Tied up and Twisted, the way I like to be. The way we like to be? All I want now is to hit the beach and bounce right back, tie up the reins and dismount. Perhaps I was not meant to play games. What a thought, with whatever standing it seems to lack. I know I was made to play, at best, to play, the only question rocks me back and further far, what is there to lose whats there to lose now? Stay, stay and stay with nothing, or give up and go out and figure out how to get this back...
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