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April 2008

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“Rise before the sun
But leave when it lifts
The show must go on
So we start on the run
Buy us a meal
Or buy us some time
If we want to arrive there
Look ahead at the road
You can’t see a thing
But maybe we’ll make it
Before it’s too late
There is no time to wait

Turn, Turn on the lights
As they drive by
We’re blown aside
Keep your eyes on the road
Hands on the wheel
Don’t let us slip
This is almost a nightmare
Turn, turn on the heat
They can’t feel a thing
As I fall asleep
Keep your eyes off the white
Don’t let us die tonight

Feel the passing of day
Though nothing has changed
Night is determined to force us away
Buy me a room
With pen and a muse
This is almost resourceful
Stop, but don’t hit the brakes
(They don’t do a thing)” —white days - tjt

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C215 Hits London : DrinkMoloko → drinkmoloko.com

i like the amelie-esque music

Mar 30, 2008

Meet the Plaids → omiru.com

Mar 30, 2008