the only sure thing is the last thing
summer�s gotten slow and all of this is winding down the heat wears me out I dry dock in the day Just getting used to dreams, You know what I�m saying Is only just that Today, when walking the DMA I saw a boy staring at a painting that Reminded me of faucault, I can�t say Why But then and there I thought How fine it was to be a boy and growing taller In the summer sun with anything at all ahead Like now but then.
2005-07-31 | 4:36 p.m.
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