easy.lucky.free

Mar 20, 2005 21:42

Did it all get real? I guess it's real enough.
They got refridgerators full of blood
another century spent pointing guns
at anything that moves.
Sometimes I worry that
I've lost the plot like
My twitchin' muscles tease my flippin' thoughts.
I never really dreamed of heaven much
until we put him in the ground,
but it's all I'm doing now
listening for patterns in the
sound of an endless static sea.
But once the satellite's deceased,
it blows like garbage through the
streets of the nightsky to infinity.

But don't you weep.
Don't you weep.
There is nothing as lucky... Honey, don't you weep.
Don't you weep.
There is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free.

frankie foreman.
all i keep doing is listening to music.
that kid was great. i didnt know him much, but i know tomorrows going to be a hard day. im just going to feel happy for him. im hoping hes in a better place, rocking out with all the rockstars and such. he deserves it.
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