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13 August 2009 @ 07:58 am
changing in the car  
walking backwards, leaving elaine in the field alone
seeking out the words
while the witch in wichita falls...
the one whose little path would make me sad

weary, weary traveler
let the song drown out all your sorrows
let the breeze bring chills
let the dappled green sun flow

climb the fence, books and pens
take a look at the sky just before you die
within the darkest wood, elaine still waits
in the field alone

Current Mood: naughtynaughty
Current Music: Coldplay - The Scientist