Saturday, January 26, 2008

my mp3 player is my security blanket

" So quiet
It's neither heaven nor space, it's just high
And the ring around the moon
looks like light and love
Neither of which I get enough of
Down there
Where alot of people lie in a deep sleep
And months on end go by, in a single week
Down there
But much too slow
Can't you see I'm trying so hard to plug up this hole
The air is running out we're sinking much too low
And if you sit long enough
you can hear ghost trains
As if the city speed is just in our brains"

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