Monday, July 9, 2007

i chace a voice on the salt same sea
i now choice has a wont for me
i find the words in a suitcase and go
running through the alley of the falling snow
bare all the burdens take the chance to leave
i bag your pardon as i wipe my sleave
a little trouble a lotta change
i blame the state for you acting strange

Burn and burn and burn
we've really got no choice but to learn

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