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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