Sunday, May 11, 2008

and the voice that made me cry

"you were mother nature's son,
someone to whom i could relate,
your needle and your damage done,
remains a sordid twist of fate.

now i'm trying to wake you up,
to pull you from the liquid sky,
cos if i don't we'll both end up,
with just your song to say goodbye."

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