the sun creeps up as i creep
into that beautiful lull
of my cradle of pillows.
tra la~, its off to neverland
(and scofield & huntzberger)
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
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There were two glasses and two chairs
And two people with the one pulse
(Somebody stopped the moving stairs)
Time was away and somewhere else.
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