sweet and low

oh, the details of a dream spelled out in fugazi's sweet and low: just myth, we recall the saddest night with fervor and i am trying to think of earthly tones to put into the great life-canvas of time and happening: the way a guitar line curls under, the way a bass line falls out (you're on top of it now) and when we're trying, we all try sometimes and when or if it works out the southern sky will drown out the sum of our last fears...

2004-05-15 | 2:41 p.m.
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