Tuesday, August 21, 2007

You say Tomato

I say lousy green fruit, the result of a damp and dull so-called summer.

"I want to be
The one to make you feel okay right now
Some way, some how
So when I fall short
I sink so low that I even blame the clouds
For blocking out the sun
And the shadows on the wall
That’s why you feel alone

"Could it be that it’s the season of the shark?"

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:: Posted by pete @ 21:13