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Saturday, April 17, 2004
OH by the way I think it's "anyway" I asked my dad, hehe that's always bothered me...here are some lovely lyrics from a lovely song by the lovely Damien Rice, he's so grand...
Delicate Lyrics We might kiss when we are alone When nobody's watching I might take you home We might make out when nobody's there It's not that we're scared It's just that it's delicate So why do you fill my sorrow With the words you've borrowed From the only place you've known And why do you sing Hallelujah If it means nothing to you Why do you sing with me at all? We might live like never before When there's nothing to give Well how can we ask for more We might make love in some sacred place The look on your face is delicate So why do you fill my sorrow With the words you've borrowed From the only place you've known And why do you sing Hallelujah If it means nothing to you Why do you sing with me at all? oops got kinda carried away there, oh well, this is my favorite song right now, so it deserves a little space...well gotta go do some interesting things like mow and mow, when i own a house my lawn is going to be natural, no blade will ever cut that virgin grass, until i have kids that is... Abigail succeeded at 2:10 PM.
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