Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Favours

I didn't up sticks and move 200 miles to suffer a circular debate about taxonomy.

There. Got that off my chest.

In the meantime, here's some words that aren't mine, but etched on my brain whilst walking to the Park'n'Ride.

And I, I’ll try to feel fine
While I’m taking orders from bottles of wine
Help me to stand
Help me to say
That I don’t want to be here
I just want away

Touch without touch
Feel without feel
Are we both really hoping
This just isn’t real
Help me to stand
Help me to say
That I don’t want to be here
I don’t want to stay
I can’t give today

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:: Posted by pete @ 21:12