Mar 16, 2005 20:35
all that i want, and all that i need, and all that i've got is scattered like seed. and all i that i knew is moving away from me, all that i know is blowing like tumbleweed.
and the mealy worms in the brine will burn in a salty pyre, among the fauns and ferns.
and all that i've got, and all that i need,
i tie in a knot that i lay at your feet.
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I really love that song.
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