12/15/09

rhodekill



I woke up
I woke the dead up
I was a child
who never wanted to grow up
I used to drink
till I'd throw up
to quicken the day
I never thought you would show up

so when I run
I run in the dark
so I can't see
the mess I make
oh, foolish!
it's too late
foolie-coolie
it's too late, too late

I will walk
in a straight line
how could I not
now that you're mine?
our love
is a fire
it can't be controlled
sometimes you've got to go slow

will I be outdone?
have I gone too far?
I fear the fates
the lie-in waits
oh, foolish!
it's too late
foolie-coolie
it's too late, too late

it's where you are
not where you're going
not where you're from
you are what you love
and that is all
 
 
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