sometimes i wish there were such things as memory erasers...

Apr 12, 2005 01:05

Each day the sun sets into the west
Her heart sinks lower in her chest
And friends keep asking when she's going
Finally she tells them
"Don'te you know
There is no Arizona
No painted desert no serdona
If there was a grand canyon
She could fill it up with the lies he told her
but they don't exist those dreams he sold her
She wake up and find there is no Arizona

(no arizona Jamie O'neil)
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