Post by rockandrollmyworld on May 25, 2006 18:33:12 GMT -5
and I have earrings on my bed again...well, actually, they are on a book, which is on my bed
Lonely in a crowded room, the radio plays out of tune, so silently. Broken on a ship of fools even dreams must fall to rules, so stupidly. Words are all just used for sound just like cards they fall around
