Thursday, December 4, 2008

Hey little dreamer's eyes open and staring up at me

Sit around and watch the tube:
War has been declared.

Someone told me once,
(An afternoon nostalgia television show)
Love of mine, someday you will die...
Learn to love me, assemble the ways.

Get your hands in the air, sir!

I fall to pieces,
The little raindrops fallin' down on me.

I'm the next act,
You may tire of me,
If travel is searching...
I'm talking, I'm talking.

"Hey pig... yeah, you"

Three days was the morning,
Ivy says 'I ain't playing this game no more'.
Going down to the swamp,
Everything, everything in it's right place.


I'm the man in the box

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