Wednesday, December 02, 2009



Lyrics Roll


So I dumped a few (newly acquired / long neglected) folders on Windows Media Player, and sorted the songs by track numbers, then a few interesting lines got caught on my hearing as they drifted on---


Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me? It's not the first time, it's not the worst crime; your soul will be okay. Live high, live mighty, live righteously, taking it easy. If you don't know, then you can't care.

And that's why I don't drink and drive, because, good grief, I'd knock out my teeth and have to kiss my smile goodbye. You walk around here, thinking you're not pretty. And I take everything from you, but you'll take anything, won't you?

You make me think of someone wonderful, but I can't place her. You'd think me rude but I would just stand and... stare. See, love will never ever be lost on me.

All right, sit down and spill your heart. Is that the light at the far end of the tunnel, or just the train? ...And don't mind my nerve, you could call it fiction.


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