stairwell accompaniment:Citizen Cope
So be it, I'm your crowbar if thats what I am so far. And I will pretend that I dont know of your sins until you are ready to confess and I will settle you down.
And when the crowd becomes your burden and you've early closed your curtains, I'll wait by the backstage door while you try to find the lines to speak your mind and pry it open, hoping for an encore. Only kisses on the cheek from now on.
Thursday, June 2
sage
Posted by ambrosia at 01:14