You're so busy getting lost
You don't take time to count the cost
Take the fork cut in the road
All alone, all alone
And find your mind has gone there first
Some new beginnings are just the old
With brighter curtains, no more mould
But it grows on you, like love
And all alone you
Find your mind in two perfect halves
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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