November 15, 2003

black-haired flamingo dancer
[show me some of that spanish dancing]

hazy skies, all our lies
swollen eyes, broken cries
these lullabies,
as my heart dies
the asphault fries
say your goodbyes
no more tries
just watch the *moon rise*

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sedated is my mind. what a mellow feeling. nothing to criticize. nothing to be worked up about.
~I used to think I lived for this
NOW I can't be sure
I try to shake this lonliness
this pessimist
constant persist

Insist on...everything
I feel happy
and I'm all mixed up
WALK...crashing into you
breaking a w a y from me
from everything

(I lived in you for a moment)

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