Saturday, August 7, 2010

Bleak middle part


I want to go

to my empty room

want to?

give us a hand up

oh sweet life

when I was dying

some said this

some said that

some said look at

the tops of the trees

when I'm dying

I'm tired

cry me a river

when I'm living

it's only a street

some say this

some say that

but oh sweet life

are we coming or going

some say this:

are we coming or going?

some say that

we are

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