Wednesday 3 December 2008 photo 1/2
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if all our life is but a dream, fantastic posing greed
then we should feed our jewelery to the sea
for diamonds do appear to be just like broken glass to me
and then she said she cant believe genius only comes along
in storms of fabled foreign tongues; tripping eyes and flooded lungs
wisconsin downpour sends her love
(hey moon, please forget to fall down. dont you go down
sugarcane in the easy morning, weathervanes my one and lonely)
the ink is running toward the page, chasing off the days
look back at boat feet and that winding knee
i missed your skin when you were east
you clicked your heels and wish(ed) for me
through playful lips made of yarn, that fragile capricorn
unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
i know the worlds a broken bone
but melt your headaches, call it home
then we should feed our jewelery to the sea
for diamonds do appear to be just like broken glass to me
and then she said she cant believe genius only comes along
in storms of fabled foreign tongues; tripping eyes and flooded lungs
wisconsin downpour sends her love
(hey moon, please forget to fall down. dont you go down
sugarcane in the easy morning, weathervanes my one and lonely)
the ink is running toward the page, chasing off the days
look back at boat feet and that winding knee
i missed your skin when you were east
you clicked your heels and wish(ed) for me
through playful lips made of yarn, that fragile capricorn
unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
i know the worlds a broken bone
but melt your headaches, call it home
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