sábado, 10 de noviembre de 2007

(suspiro)


And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish,
how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

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