Friday, November 30, 2007
every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.
music: closing time by semisonicyeah, beautiful isn't it.
rain, rain, come again.
i'm moving on, moving on.
like a train chugging steadily through the forest clearing.
life's like and hourglass glued to the table,
no one can find the rewind button, girl,
so cradle your head in your hands,
and breathe, just breathe.
thunderstorm, thunderstorm, come again.
oh, incoherence has gotten the better of me.
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