Cajun invasion
On a hilltop far away
To the wind you turn and say
"It's a far cry from perfect,
I'm not sure it's worth it
I'm not sure iI can hold anoyther day."
In the street the rain is falling
To your feat the dance is calling
But you'd rather stay as stone
And hide the flesh and bone
You're breaking with your crawling.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
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