when youre down in the city and its autumn too, and your gravity fails, and your negativity dont pull you through:
dont put on any airs,
theres some hungry women down there...
i cannot move, and my fingers are all in a knot...
and my best friend...her doctor wont even say what it is that she's got...
i speak good english..
let's shake hands, just come to me real soon...we'll tke our voices and howl at the moon.,,,,..
on this hill.. not what they claim...
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
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