Sep 21, 2004 18:29
just one note could make me float, could make me float away.
Just one note could cut my throat, one note could make me DIE!
Aeroplane!
It started when we were little kids
Beautiful snowy mountains minds altered, we never faltered.
We loved the dirty city, and the jouneys away from it.
Love and music can save us.
HEY HEY HEY!
Im so glad I have my guitar with me now.
!st step, to find a drummer.
Then - The Moon!
Two boys in London England.
Hell yeah!
Im reminded of San Fran in the dirty Hotel.
Comeon kids! Do the No!-No!
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Shit!
Take a Walk-About