random calamity ..
Sunday, October 26, 2008
I'm gonna fail my bio anyway.
When every season changes it looks the same. Hey, angel, you leave me breathless. We could fly so high, let our spirits never die. The midnight hour is close at hand; coming in to seal the land. We danced on the floor in a round wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door. She was a day tripper but you'll always be my baby, precious fragile little thing - remember losing hope? Let your soul take you where you long to be and I don't care much for words of doom; after all these years, I'm hungry like the wolf out here in the fields with the moon and stars and the gifts they bring: salvation is here - and I don't want to miss a thing. I have climbed highest mountains, cause if you don't dream big, then what's the use of dreaming? And it's the world I know, so I'll taste every moment and you won't feel so alone. You're looking better than nobody has the right to tell me sexy loving lies. Dream until your dreams come true like endless rain into a paper cup. I'd love to turn you on because one and one and one is three, Dr. Phil, won't you please fix me? Don't let up a man after midnight. If you change your mind, we had seasons in the sun.
See if the words in colour help. I'm bored.