fst: [BBC Sherlock] Molly|Irene -- burn them in
playlist (Take Off your Makeup and Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds can be found on Youtube)
Take Off Your Makeup -- Lamont Dozier
Sherlock.
I don't think (of) you (so much)
Missed anything when you said[&knew||felt]
No so clearly -- "black with two sugars"
So I took what you could [wouldnot] have had
xoxo
Aloha Oe -- from Lilo and Stitch
My Father was Intelligent,
He Loved to Think.
Used His Brain.
Tall Dark & Mysterious
was He .
Like You -- no,
You
You remind me of Him.
I've said that twice;
I Love Him, and then H/(h[H?--h?~ )im, and then
now
You .
Blue In Asia -- Deep East Music
You're no wolf in sheep's clothing
But the lamb in you
is NonExistant
You are a rose with
Diamond-hard
Petals
and Microscope thorns
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds -- The Beatles
it could be because you're a Woman, Like Me, (([half|)LikeMe}(=WoMan/Human
it could be due to s[S]entiment ...e[E]motions[I Understand|I Know How To Manipulate These Falling Anchors
it could be
it could be
...could be... ... ...
Like Someone In Love -- Bjork
If I let out a laugh, break the silence of work,
would they look at me, think I'm mad?
If I smile & show my teeth, smile as body no.x wheels in,
would they worry for me, think I'm mad?
If I stay up all night --
For You(Love m[M]e)...
These F e e l i n g s
that I succumb to
my chest -- burn them in .
Iyawo -- Omar Sosa
You let Me tie you down and
touch your ankle as I bend
down and kiss
You .
as I pour the candle wax on
your belly, all over &
hum, whisper
Your name. Caress your cheeks,
the bridge of your nose.
In the shower, against the window,
out on the grass.
You touched me at the doorway,
brought my hands to your neck and
through heart I heard:
Is pain still pain if it gives me pleasure?
Am I wrong if I tremble in ecstasy, shed, like a snake,
this protective layer,
anticipate the bruises & scars...?
The moonlight slices across your back
& cuts me as I lean against you.
Masterfade -- Andrew Bird
they say Death Is The Solution
But the people in the morgue
are D[d]ead.
the people in the morgue
are bodies.
No P[p]rivacy, laid out n a k e d
a n d e x a m i n e d a n d i n s p e c t e d
the world is populated by
the walking D[d]ead. (You)
You & I|-we shall perish,so
Kiss [M]e as I D[d]ie.