Sunday, October 15, 2006

tired
tired
tired
tired
tired
tired

i miss you all you know i'm talking about you bring back my life and my summer and my vices and my forgettingness and my trains and my wildness and bring back the cold and the winter and the recording rooms and the gigs and the cold nights and bathtubs outside home and hotels and motels and other people's houses. because if i seem free it's because i'm always running

2 comments:

Catarina said...

i think you´re ok now.

Catarina said...
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