My OperaLaundry And Dishes
Thursday, July 5, 2007 4:48:29 PM
...I lost my phone......Lost my coffee cup......Make things disappear......Then i make things up......I lost you,then i lost my way......And i make it difficult for you to say the things you want to say...
...I am right,right in the eye,of the storm,and i am wondering why...
...I been watching,oh i i've been watching you......There are so many secrects i've been keeping too...
...Open the the coffin,there's nothing inside......There are fake stars shining in the sky......And when i wake up i find i am still dreaming......In the bathup,the salmon are teeming...
...Maybe i need to see something grow......See black soil,green shoots......Maybe i need to touch down......I need heavier boots...
...I have been wathching,oh i i've been watching you...There are so many secrects i've been keeping too...
...Somehow the spaces between the words grew......How long till there are no more traces of you...
...You found my phone,found my coffee cup......You made things appear,as if the rain feel up......Do these desires become impossible wishes...
