Feb 23, 2008 15:14
smoke of cigarettes, yellow sheets still wet
watch the rerun news, buy a ticket to lose
innocence of living null
to the size of a hole
another lay in bed with stormy alibi,
perfume paints my head (and) makes my mother cry
something floating over seas
your cloud invisible to me
back of hand pressed
to back of hand
the perfect image of a dream
innocent of me
innocent of,
song lyrics,
green bean