real or texas

sudden lift, i called the life from your winter heart and clap-dance merengue wridden soul (you know what you mean to me) and so, laugh and clense the song that you'll always need to sing and leave, long, your glares that peer right through me, jesus, i need you just this one last time.

we can stare at each other till we fall asleep.

we can stare at each other till we fall asleep.

we can stare at each other till we all...fall...asleep.

2003-05-11 | 2:43 p.m.
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