my fault, my failure, is not in the PASSIONS I have, but in my lack of CONTROL of them. - Jack Kerouac
:: musings of a misfit ::: under the bridge
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
under the bridge
I drive on her streets 'Cause she's my companion I walk through her hills 'Cause she knows who I am She sees my good deeds And she kisses me windy I never worry Now that is a lie
I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all the way
she had eyes like two turntables mix(h)er in between my dreams and reality blend in ancient themes the bas(e)is of isis
cross-faded to ankh the beat drops like a cliff over looking my heart - Saul Williams