Just a background tune
Playing over and over
Layering your brain
Determining your life
With two roads to choose
It ain't a choice at all
Either pebbles in your feet
Or blood in your mouth
A simple grey morning
That lasts till the grave
snowcapped hills in your breakfast
lush green hope in your bed
One day to live, one day to breath
One day to screw it all up

10/01/2002

Posted on 10/01/2002
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