Oh the light climbs over your shoulder
And sinks its claws through your eyes
I guess it's time to turn over
Yeah the sounds down the hall smell like breakfast
And your stomach longs to join in
But dreams are sweeter to the taste
It is easier to sleep without a brain
And better not to wake up with yesterday's eyes
But it seems I've lost the knack again
Saturday, January 17, 2009
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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