The Walls of the City
"When the mode of the music changes, the walls of the city shake" -Plato
Monday, April 18, 2011
Pavement
I am made of blue sky and hard rock and I will live this way forever.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
I may be on a downer, I'm still ready to dream
The smell of your shampoo hangs
heavily on the steam filling the room
for a while after you've gotten out of the shower.
And I'm overcome by the knowledge that I'll
never
/
not
/
be
/
in
/
love
\
with
\
you
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