| 3:55 p.m. | There, there | 2003-09-22 |
| Reaped | in pitch dark i go walking in your landscape broken branches trip me as i speak just cos you feel it doesn�t mean it�s there just cos you feel it doesn�t mean it�s there SIGH. That�s the heavy sigh of commitment. Commitment to Absence. Absence of passion, absence of emotion, absence of tolerance for certain salty crustaceans. That�s right. Sharks circle the pool. there's always a siren singing you to shipwreck (dont reach out, don't reach out x2) stay away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster (dont reach out, don't reach out x2) just cos you feel it doesn't mean it;s there (there�s someone on your shoulder x2) just coz you feel it doesn't mean it�s there (there�s someone on your shoulder x2) feel it why so green and lonely x3 heaven sent you to me x3 It's a mandate from heaven. Don�t care about repercussions anymore. A desperate plea for attention, or attention for which I�ve been desperate? * * * He smirked as he said it: �There�s a Nick Cave album called �your funeral, my trial�.� �Really?� she replied, sucking on a peach, long hair ripping in the steady wind that flew across on the balcony, scattering double entendres among the rooftops. * * * He threw the pit over the railing. "Someday, there'll be 2 peach trees out here, and you'll look down & have a reminder of the whole horrible thing." "But first, I'll get to watch the saplings choke the oak tree. A slow death first." we are accidents waiting waiting to happen we are accidents waiting waiting to happen |
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New digs - 2004-05-25 Bachelor hell - 2004-05-10 Grumble - 2004-05-07 Coachella pt. 2, or goddamn do my fingers hurt - 2004-05-05 Coachella part one, or, this monkey's gone to indio rawk heaven - 2004-05-05 Random Shearings Rings |
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