Tuesday, December 19, 2006

This Morning

I know, I know
She's gonna go this morning
No sun will shine today
And this body's feeling strained and dispossessed
Full of fear and trembling for her
Her last words to go away
Yeeeaah

But blind faith's trying to tell me it isn't over
Tell me it do not have to be
And storm water's weeping on my bedroom window
Blow me up and throw me up and

Please, come on and please me

- Hunters and Collectors
'This Morning'

1 Comments:

Anonymous joyce said...

ola, gostei do seu blog, até mais!

2:55 pm  

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