July
August 2009
Send away for a priceless gift One not subtle, one not on the list Send away for a perfect world One not simply, so absurd In these times of doing what you're told You keep these feelings, no one know
One night to be confused One night to speed up truth We had a promise paid Four hands and then away Both under influence We had a divine sense To know what to say Mind is a razor blade To call for h
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