Countdown to Loss (7th
July 2009)
Countdown to
begging and pleading
for belonging
and begging to lose
the thing you love the most
for the greater good
whatever the hell that means.
begging and pleading
for belonging
and begging to lose
the thing you love the most
for the greater good
whatever the hell that means.
Boy Named Sue (5th
August 2009)
Can she confess? Never.
Truth cannot pass pale lips
into clockwork ears of age.
Truth cannot pass pale lips
into clockwork ears of age.
'Because you're mine
I walk the line.'
I walk the line.'
You walk no lines
tread no sands of trouble for me.
tread no sands of trouble for me.
'When I hear that
whistle blowing
I hang my head and cry.'
I hang my head and cry.'
There will be peace in the valley for me some day.
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