Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Liquid

Into the sunset
I'll carry you
I'll take your arms
And together we'll fly
Into the sunset
You and I

Under it all
We are mearly people
Wandering in the grip
Of nothing special
Or in particular
But to dream
Of flying

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