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| Tuesday, February 28, 2006 |
| there goes the fear. |
the lyric fiend strikes again...i've been cleaning up a lot of my playlists and found this. time to rest the wrinkles of worry. sometimes it's best to revel in status quo instead of thinking too much. ride the natural, comfortable flow of the tide.
Out of here
We're out of here
Out of heartache
Along with fear
There goes the fear again
There goes the fear
And cars speed fast
Out of here
And life goes past
Again so near
There goes the fear again
There goes the fear
Close your brown eyes
And lay down next to me
Close your eyes, lay down
'Cos there goes the fear
Let it go
All that's in my head now is a semi-conscious dream...with the sun. Always with the sun. But there's a cool breeze blowing. Is it sand of a beach? or maybe a blanket on the grass. There's a basket on the side filled with my favorite crackers, a little jam, or some canned caviar and cream cheese. Lemons or lime or oranges and apples. Bottles either to quench the thirst or to sabotage reservations. A good book on my hand. My head snuggled on someone's lap. Now that's a luxury of a lovely day.
There goes the Fear by The Doves |
posted by maldita @ 1:51 AM
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