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I lie on my back- Girls walk around taking pictures they say that the lighting makes them feel funny The river water rushes swiftly and silently over the dam and a scrolling marquee informs me that TIME STANDS STILL . . . COMING SOON I'm talking to you on the phone- My senses tell me that you're far away but my spirit knows you're here... You were here once You must be here now Ahh yes, of course- You are still here but you have changed form Now you are three girls takng pictures And one boy scribbling in a notebook Your body has changed to a skyline and a raging river I can see everything from here- I know just where I want to go but I can't go there yet... It's going to take a little bit of time- But if time stands still How do I get to you? The girls are holding up a white sheet and the model girl is changing behind it and I can hear her slippind out of her clothes Some older ladies have entered the frame- They hold a paper doll in front of a camera and take pictures of it against the yellow tinted windows The girls are leaving- They say that when they get outside they're going to be like "Woah... What is color?" And I hope they're wrong because everyone deserves to see these colors Miniature people ride minature bicycles across a miniature bridge that spans a miniature river Time stands still
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May 13, 2012
May 13, 2012 at 1:36 AM UTC
9th Floor [Time Stands Still]
I lie on my back- Girls walk around taking pictures they say that the lighting makes them feel funny The river water rushes swiftly and silently over the dam and a scrolling marquee informs me that TIME STANDS STILL . . . COMING SOON I'm talking to you on the phone- My senses tell me that you're far away but my spirit knows you're here... You were here once You must be here now Ahh yes, of course- You are still here but you have changed form Now you are three girls takng pictures And one boy scribbling in a notebook Your body has changed to a skyline and a raging river I can see everything from here- I know just where I want to go but I can't go there yet... It's going to take a little bit of time- But if time stands still How do I get to you? The girls are holding up a white sheet and the model girl is changing behind it and I can hear her slippind out of her clothes Some older ladies have entered the frame- They hold a paper doll in front of a camera and take pictures of it against the yellow tinted windows The girls are leaving- They say that when they get outside they're going to be like "Woah... What is color?" And I hope they're wrong because everyone deserves to see these colors Miniature people ride minature bicycles across a miniature bridge that spans a miniature river Time stands still
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May 13, 2012
May 13, 2012 at 1:36 AM UTC
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